Magneticly
Magneticly drawn,
thought unformed,
time n place are different now,
but it has always been,
reborn we find our friends somehow,
across the void serene....
and how,
is part of dream,
if subtle, so unseen...
Don
re: Mystic Rose
"Ancient Proverb"
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