
song of silence vision in darkness taste of winds smell of solitude propels someone caresses my soul in this desolate place and it is certainly not hell I think Nirvana is near If I keep floating in ether but cannot tell…
song of silence vision in darkness taste of winds smell of solitude propels someone caresses my soul in this desolate place and it is certainly not hell I think Nirvana is near If I keep floating in ether but cannot tell…
Wow! Beautiful and powerful, Reena! A timely piece, as well, because being afloat seems to be more real as time goes on.
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Thank you, Franci!
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Very lovely piece of writing, Reena. Thank you.💖
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Thank you, Suzette!
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Beautiful, Reena
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Thanks!
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Welcome!
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