when someone comes along and you share the telling of your soul it opens
you, to the stars above and the dark waters, and as the hopes start to
fire so the fears start to itch, one card with two sides, and there are
those of us who jump from the precipice - we fly we do fly - and we
smash many times. But in our flight we see the moon and drink from her
silken lips. Oh milk of moon, calm our hearts. And let me live in
gloriousness it is all I wish for* https://soundcloud.com/lindacleary/glorious
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