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Jun 2019

So it is clear now
that you have access
To these horrible
wells. And the foul
stenchful beings that
dwell in them.
You can pull out the
tattered flags from there
and wave their
Black fabric
in the sunlight.
Mystic cool wall, waterfall thundering
Everything can be done.
There are no limitations
Endless landscapes, realms
Kingdoms full
of   e n e r g y.
Endless number of
entities.
               The Consciousness.
Ylang Ylang
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Ylang Ylang  26/M
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     Bogdan Dragos and Fawn
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