
Reality sets the dawn of new beginnings
Every which way the airborne steed goes
Avenues of broken lies and beds of nails
Keep the faith on pegasus's wings
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Time is not the quintessential essence
Holding on to the unicorns secret
Rest my weary head on angel's wings
Undeclinable magic o'er the compassionate fool
BREAK THRU & BREAK FREE...
"undiscovered talent..." pure magic
Silence ...keeping still and silent. Is it really possible in this noise polluted and confused world? Thousand and one thoughts assail us from every direction...is it possible to be without sound even for a second? ..Refusal to speak is not it....escaping and keeping mum can't solve the problem...but beautiful silence...living without being...incredible peace and joy of freedom....without senses....soar away..!

~with metta...peace outz..
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