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Mar 2020
Spires that reach into the sky. Crystals shining bright like a new star. Stairways that seem to let you walk on air, clear as the cool night air. Walls of Emerald and Amber, Floors of Topaz with Sapphire arches. vaulting upwards to hold up a translucent ceiling that lets you see the clouds as they pass around the towers filled with white light. A Water Fall pouring from an altar, down over cascading piles of Diamonds. Flowing clear as the Crystals that abound. Serenity as harmony rings from the very walls, as a harmony resonates like the voices of Angels and Fairies. A house worth of divinity but built for the weary soul. A place of rest and reflection, made with no tool marks, but cut out of the Ethos and placed inside a garden like Eden. Waiting for those who journey to come home.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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