My inner poet is just emerging from a self-imposed exile. She was hurt and I hid her away. Now it is time for her to try again. Enjoy her words but please don't take them, they are precious, each letter like a brush stoke on the painting of her life and such works are my own intellectual property and as such they are copywritten ©
I write from my spirit it is my path of learning, until I am recalled back to Great Mother Cosmos, she who gave birth to the stars.
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