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Jan 2018
The ego is the thief of ones freedom
trying to force its adjender.
Trying to feed untruths that makes one
lie in bed of depressions.
Thoughts that cover like blanket
to weigh one down.

But...in breath an undercurrent of Love
is always present.
And when one swims
in its waves from heart
wisdom flows.
The result is harmony.
The result is peace.
Inspired by  A chat with Melissa Rose. Thanks person who is a flower just like her name.
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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