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Sep 2015
The bull is within your soul
He begs me
Calling out your name in silence
afraid of what's inside.

The magic of the ether
now taking hold
singing to the pink  dolphins
as they swim past the stars.

And then you told me
The ether was made far from here,
made just for you.
Living above the sky like you do
wandering in the night.

Something in this world
is changing
and the magic of the ether will
guide us through as the dolphins
begin to turn blue.
Michelle Morine
Written by
Michelle Morine  43/F/Nevada
(43/F/Nevada)   
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