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Sep 2020
Inspiration moves like the wind
touching the grass
moving the hair.

It waxes and wanes
with or without your
input

Inspiration is the cool breeze during twilight
pointing you toward the moons and the stars
of the universe.
Matthew
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Matthew  122/Other/My Basement
(122/Other/My Basement)   
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   REY and Nylee
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