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Apr 2015
I will do my best to explain..
Can you read me?
I am no longer in the shuttle..
I am standing on what seems to be glass..
It changes color constantly..
With each step forward the glass ripples with light and waves outward..
As I continue on the darkness begins to give into the glow..
The sky here is the ocean..
I can see it above!
The glass floor is sending light ripples back to me..
Only this light is blue..
There is someone walking toward me..
He is the one creating the blue light ripples while mine our white..
His face is made of light..
Oh! His face just flashed my eyes..
! I can't see! Wait! I see strange symbols ever changing!!  
So fast!  Wait I saw one I recognized..
It said W E L C O M E ....
On the other side of me is you..
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
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