February 16, 2013
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Like the quickening of the blood, the pure heart energy of our fires. River rushing through the blackest night, moon in eclipse..still turning, burning towards absolute tranquility of dawn. Onwards a vibrate yearning in our veins that flickers between dimensions and time tears at the limits of our dreams and desires
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