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Healing...
A calming hormone
running through my veins,
awakening the symphony,
slept years ago.
My cognition taking a new birth,
melodies from the harps,
welcoming the tender thoughts
walking on the flower beds.
Wings, free from...
running through my veins,
awakening the symphony,
slept years ago.
My cognition taking a new birth,
melodies from the harps,
welcoming the tender thoughts
walking on the flower beds.
Wings, free from...
