Magic happens when you don't give up
and ride the waves of light.
When you open your heart to see
as if eyes line the *****
Magic happens when you
touch the moment in breath
and bestride the carousel of dreams.
Its what happens when one
recalls who they a
divine being with reservoir of gifts.
Hello magic I declare my birthright.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 8:45 PM UTC
Magic happens when you don't give up
and ride the waves of light.
When you open your heart to see
as if eyes line the *****
Magic happens when you
touch the moment in breath
and bestride the carousel of dreams.
Its what happens when one
recalls who they a
divine being with reservoir of gifts.
Hello magic I declare my birthright.
inspired by Alliana Griselle Mendoza
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