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Feb 2021
i see promise in the astral realm
to realize truth within the physical.
when normal dreaming becomes bore,
day dream wont let me explore far enough
to go deep enough to unlock words they wont say...
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financial intelligence,
symbolic terms,
number codes
& sound programming.
progressing in alignment,
meeting guidance half way.
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so now,
i take the first step.
if i look right,
i may look left.
who cares what's next?
unless creation turned creator.
wanna be way too involved
over simple catering to one-sided mono-polys.
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polyester in the fields,
no more cotton to be reeled.
no more lovers left alive,
anywhere?
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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   Leo and Imran Islam
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