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Sep 2016
She said follow your omens...
And the birds left feathers
like bread crumbs along my path.
I followed each of them,
One step closer to my destiny.
But the clearest guidance has been
the thing that I cannot see.
The greatest omen
It seems,
Is my own divine intuition.
Divinity
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Divinity  20/F/Gypsy
(20/F/Gypsy)   
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