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○☆♢☆♡☆♢☆○ She sends her love She sends her love down into the Mother that holds her dearly pressed deep within layers crystalline veins become fingers of light beneath the surface precious stone purple points of symmetry down through darkness so dark ancient dreams she remembers She sends Her Heart Heart Pure She sends her love She sends her love down into the Mother   that holds her dearly millenniums of rotation meld together in perfect form full, round and firm layers upon layers of bones, stones n' trees leaves laden with mud pressed dense n' deep beneath the surface orbs of precious stone purple points of symmetry crystalline veins become fingers of light tunnels of silver copper and gold milleniumms of rotation meld together in perfect form full, round and firm stones trees n' bones mud laden with leaves     pressed deep n' dense   down through darkness so dark ancient dreams She remembers She sends her Heart Heart Pure fingers of light Illuminating the Warm Core   Beating Heart of the Mother   ☆○♢☆♢▪♡▪♢☆♢○☆ Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:18 AM UTC
She Sends Her Love
○☆♢☆♡☆♢☆○ She sends her love She sends her love down into the Mother that holds her dearly pressed deep within layers crystalline veins become fingers of light beneath the surface precious stone purple points of symmetry down through darkness so dark ancient dreams she remembers She sends Her Heart Heart Pure She sends her love She sends her love down into the Mother   that holds her dearly millenniums of rotation meld together in perfect form full, round and firm layers upon layers of bones, stones n' trees leaves laden with mud pressed dense n' deep beneath the surface orbs of precious stone purple points of symmetry crystalline veins become fingers of light tunnels of silver copper and gold milleniumms of rotation meld together in perfect form full, round and firm stones trees n' bones mud laden with leaves     pressed deep n' dense   down through darkness so dark ancient dreams She remembers She sends her Heart Heart Pure fingers of light Illuminating the Warm Core   Beating Heart of the Mother   ☆○♢☆♢▪♡▪♢☆♢○☆ Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:18 AM UTC
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