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I dreamed I was a galaxy.. surrounded by reddish light no longer was I afraid.. to face the darkest night for I could see.... the distant galaxies.. all spinning all around.. all singing quite musically.. yet none had made a sound.. They glittered bright like shiny steel beads of coldest night...what a sight.. I was galaxy of millions.. but not .. the brightest star... No.... just an ordinary one... of billions and they stretch like.... here and.............so far So be your own universe.. shine as bright as you can be.. glitter like the brightest Sun or the tiniest star you see Because ..everything that has a purpose a meaning and a plan... it often sits... squarely there in the palm of your hand
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
I was a Galaxy..
I dreamed I was a galaxy.. surrounded by reddish light no longer was I afraid.. to face the darkest night for I could see.... the distant galaxies.. all spinning all around.. all singing quite musically.. yet none had made a sound.. They glittered bright like shiny steel beads of coldest night...what a sight.. I was galaxy of millions.. but not .. the brightest star... No.... just an ordinary one... of billions and they stretch like.... here and.............so far So be your own universe.. shine as bright as you can be.. glitter like the brightest Sun or the tiniest star you see Because ..everything that has a purpose a meaning and a plan... it often sits... squarely there in the palm of your hand
would love any feedback..
michael-montoya
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
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