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Zen Mode

awestruck with aliveness enabled by God’s breath breathing form so gently enigmatically, magically we look on in wonderment our soul mood celebratory rapture renewal continuum offers no niche for thought or stupor borne by patterns that now no longer serve us as we frolic about in the void the very womb of existence 03-February-2023

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Book: Shattered Sighs