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Butterscotch Fragrance rolling tongue tastes treat melting lips the mouth caramel Movements delight the belly rest! The butterscotch taste flows in the stomach no yes round the slowing flowing clouds the soul's taste buds the breath breathed another day as I open my candy bag and the treat to reach into my new day-tasting dreaming candy butterscotch candy as am writing! Visitors mountain mist then and there air arrow in the dark clouds turned to light turn today my dream is taking me deeper into myself up above my head flow the music goes into the air as to write the author and finisher of my faith a letter line upon line and percept upon precept one Lord One Faith one knows the river waters flow downstream I felt into an all of a sudden dream resting state on my Pillow suddenly am a sheep I was a sheep! The sheep's clothing was fabulous The Lord is my Shepard- I shall not want He he maketh me to lie down in green pastures He he leadeth me beside still waters Hey he he restoreth my soul He he leadeth me in the path of righteousness for his name sake yes I may walk through the valleys and the shadows of death but I will fear no evil for God is with me yes his rod and his staff it comforts me Hey He he prepared a table before and in the presence of my enemies He he anointest my head with oil my cup runneth over continually And so surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and of course, I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever huh? My dream woke me up at about 12 seventeen! Mist my thoughts with love in a book passing the path of one everything one faith so close one door one pathway to a butterscotch dream the smell the mist love fragrance longing Joy comes in the morning!

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