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Jan 2019
0°...3°...9° the difference not an inch
witheld are the powers within
the sun and its bright rays
withholding the inner soul
so close and burnt are these qualities
unwilling to let go
the powerful king the sun
the punishment of our karmic sins
mind
heart
desires
lust
indulgence
thoughts
boundaries
higher mind
luck
all burnt into piles of ashes
sprinkling of dust scattering across the volcanic surface of the sun
how can i reach its core
that truly belongs to me
#sun#sol#combustion#combust#volcanic#life#soul
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