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The Light

The Light When the lights of this reality, this dimension, this plane, dim. Will they be bright on the other side or just ghostly shadows, gray and grim? Which will light up your journey? Freedom that comes with letting go or a prisoner of this plan ?, by hanging on to what transpired, that grounded your soul. B. J. “ A ” 2 April 15th 2017

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