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Feb 2016
White noise like white light
it's the sound I hear
when I dream at night
You greet me on angel wings
when we fly into sacred white
a sacred white that holds no sound
encompassed by holy ground
We decide which way to fly
as Stars, and Planets float on by
TigerEyes
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TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
(I live in my imagination)   
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