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Right in the center Between my brows The third ajna eye Calls out to the crowd Consciously choosing Who to meet Consciously moving The world ‘neath my feet Consistently bruising Ego’s covering, Shell so battered It’s nearly shattered. Hovering like those Sacred birds Iridescent wings In my dreams Answering to nature’s Haunting calls Answering to future And destiny’s pulls.
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Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 12:14 PM UTC
Iridescent
Right in the center Between my brows The third ajna eye Calls out to the crowd Consciously choosing Who to meet Consciously moving The world ‘neath my feet Consistently bruising Ego’s covering, Shell so battered It’s nearly shattered. Hovering like those Sacred birds Iridescent wings In my dreams Answering to nature’s Haunting calls Answering to future And destiny’s pulls.
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amy-bells
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amy-bells
33/F/American
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 12:14 PM UTC
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