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In the morning breeze, a gentle sigh,
Whispers secrets 'neath the azure sky.
Childhood days, precious and bold,
Stories woven, dreams untold.
At the crossroads of time, I stand,
With dreams in hand, a journey planned.
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Treasures of life, in dreams we seek,
In every moment, a chance to peek.
Green fields sway with gentle grace,
Nurturing life in their embrace.
Golden dreams we dare to chase,
Bathed in the sun's warm embrace.
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A calling deep within, duty's call,
To mend broken hearts, to stand tall.
In the face of the unknown, courage blooms,
Guided by faith through life's dark rooms.
Battles yet unseen, in strife we find,
Love's beacon, to all humankind.
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Draped in hues of green and gold,
The world's tapestry, stories untold.
Growth and renewal in fields of green,
Hope springs forth, forever keen.
About the Creator
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️4 days ago in Fiction
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