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Jul 2017
Inside the fantasy of a mind my consciousness floats. Minutes disapear in sands of an hourgass. Clouds dissapate before eyes that wake senses. Visions  open heart as music from graceful birds play in orchestrations with the wind.  It all brings me to a peaceful afternoon .
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
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