DREAMING

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By michelle hoult

On a crest of wings That’s where we’ll meet So please come fly with me We’ll watch above on clouds of high The places below As we hold hands So soft are they It beams electric glow We succeed in balancing Flight in transcendent experiences We link together capable of love Our ultimate goal will depend On consciousness on high Engage the process and fly Love and lightness connects The mystical clouds we glide In secured knowledge and expression So do not feet threatened No intimidating needed For dreams can be a reality

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