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My love starts unfolding at the shore. Beginning at the rocks surrounding the flame pit solid, impenetrable, guarded, grounded but prepared for ascension as it harbors in the warm light.
Hey Mommy I MISS YOU I bet you didn't know I can see what you going through I bet you didn't know I can feel your pain But, one day we will meet again I want you to know I’m doing fine up here
Cry for HelpI am talking to youcan you hear me?Look into my life and see what my eyes seeYes; I am a little angryBut do you believe?That he will send somebody to help me