Air fill our being
Breathing peace, witness, seeing
Connecting spaces
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Fire deep in our soul
Burning desire, no goal
Transforming, changing
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Earth, beauty of life
Creation lived through the I
Going through phases
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Water brings movement
Life in fluid improvement
Source re-arranging
About the Creator
Christian Johansson
Nordic creature with fascination of life and living
Magic teacher Pachamama tendered my upbringing
Poetic features from the nature, wild, free, singing
Tragic preacher of cliches, yet another clinging
Magnetic stinging man of rhymes
Fan of shine
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