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Wings of Time

The ramparts of my existence span wings of time...beating of my heart allows me to believe I am here...then again, when am I not leaving behind states of consciousness I fly into the arms of wonderment some part of me questions whether anyone else notices I am flying through the heavens most favorite moments of perceived freedom dressed in a sweater woven of prayerful reminders...

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