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The wax pillar candle burns slow as the breath deepens. The witness ushers awareness in, the dreamer no longer sleeping. Concerns of little-mindedness drift away like windswept clouds. Rolls in the will to rise again, and the choice to dream out loud.
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 1:46 PM UTC
Lifted Veil
The wax pillar candle burns slow as the breath deepens. The witness ushers awareness in, the dreamer no longer sleeping. Concerns of little-mindedness drift away like windswept clouds. Rolls in the will to rise again, and the choice to dream out loud.
JaycubJ
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 1:46 PM UTC
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