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"Sacred Space"

lobb152lobb152 Posts: 193
edited May 2019 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Upon the shoulders of giants, I walked the clouds. We traveled the stars, backwards in time, forward to face. Gathered in hand, a dying embrace. Beauty far more than the imagination could trace. Star dust, coalesced round this place.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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