A Time Of Transparent Unknown Experiences
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Hello from the depths of my soul
Spring salvation from the soil of nothing
The birth of life draw near
Relinquish a heartwarming solitude where love endures all
Let your words speak to nations and touch eyes
The breathe of life
Oneness
Observing Ra like destruction exist not
A portal to a euphoric reality
Dissolving momentum rises to the depths of of our skins to the energy of the cosmos that come alive within us
seeking no one but the voice that puts out positivity
the intentions transferred through dedication of seeking consciousness
Our voices are sacred
speaking differentiates from understanding the voice directing
Words to the moment
Hear your holy vibration
Acknowledge the freedom in self-awareness and acceptance.......................
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