Transform your beast feed it peace. Face your fears flood them with love watch them emerge as angels from above. Be part of the cure for all beings on Earth. Restore yourself to beauty and watch Earths beauty unfold. Some say this is not to be but what I tell you is no dream this shall come to be.... Sign in to see full entry.
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Poetry is like a beautiful breeze on a hot summer day kissing every inch of your glorious body. C.Lovett. Blessed Be.
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