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Jul 6
I see a crystal tunnel with beveled windows and leaded doors.

Each holding hidden treasure, and a magical surprise, to be explored. 

While at the same time, upon entry, I am guarded as I am led
to see.

Its walls are transparently established as a key, to a habitat of
beauty yet to be revealed.

Marking the way before me as sealed in love. Giving me the
strength to walk in boldness,

and at the same time gentle as a dove.
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Joanna  Washington
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