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Mar 2017
I lie dreaming during what restful hours in which I sleep.
My soul travels to the true and astral vacations
Not just in fantasy.....
No,no.
It is a worthwhile blues song in which
To it
I love to weep.
I release the energies that over power the good.
I fly even further.
To my destination and true bright future..
Moments of this dream play on and those movie scenes I keep.
There are reasons one escapes reality through astral planes
Leaving the physical shell behind.
Lost weight...
Lost excuses...
Feels good for my spirit to be free.
So join the free.
Release your doubts due to what is or isn't supposed
To happen or be real...
For the gate way to another world is open there.
If you're soul can believe in something greater than
Human made logics....
Fly with me, my love, as we astral plane and
Connect to each others spirits in dreams..
More greater and truer than Einstein's theory
Of relatively....
We are free roaming spirits defying gravity.
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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