We saved each other,
Once upon a time before,
Before we had met
We still cross the universe
To greet our kindred spirits
Published by Vanessa
Mother, WRITER, artist, student, dreamer, civil and human rights activist,
humanitarian, minister in process, mystic, sentient being.
I write to remember; I write to discover; I write to understand; in order to be closer/higher/connected.
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