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(My Third eye is opening, and it is telling me to start looking deeper while I am composing.) The bell rang, and afraid I was. So I opened my eyes, but couldn't see, only feel the 'buzz'. Energy's we call them, how only I can describe. Statically swaying orbs seen not from vision, only inside. This was my experience, and the pen can not express. If you are ever-so curious to try it, Do... You will be impressed.
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
An attempt.
(My Third eye is opening, and it is telling me to start looking deeper while I am composing.) The bell rang, and afraid I was. So I opened my eyes, but couldn't see, only feel the 'buzz'. Energy's we call them, how only I can describe. Statically swaying orbs seen not from vision, only inside. This was my experience, and the pen can not express. If you are ever-so curious to try it, Do... You will be impressed.
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
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