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Sep 2023
Directions pointing ahead lead us to where we were meant to
be, in the glory of our being, exhausted in the human form
filled with emotions untouched, only created by ourselves.

Not in all directions do we inhale life perfections
Time holds the key to each point that begins and ends
We are in control, we are the creator of everything we do through life.

There will never be a day that passes we will regret, not deep within our souls, only in consciousness flowing within our eternal self.

Not in all directions can we agree life was made to be happy
There was never a time we didn't hold the key to our destiny.

As we continue down the road of unconditional love we will have made the path in all directions we desired at one time or another being who we always will be right from the beginning.

Now we are awaking from the deep sleep that we never thought existed in life till it became our reality without dreams in sight only footprints we will and have made.

Life in all its glory shall always be glorious if we know it or not we are love in one.


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Harriet Shea
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Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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