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I stand above
A broken primitive soil
Basic instincts
Are vast
No fear of distance
Of the earth
When I throw my net
With love handed
Compassion

Out of body experience
Ground my gifts
Embrace change
Push through
Visceral range
Lift the emotion
In chorus

A multiplied angel
By nine thousand
Bound by himself
In equation of law
Is happy for
This moment

Guardian I call you

In the astral plane
Meet the rise
Light down
To this dimension
Heart softening
Circle

Orientation for all
Resume the masters call
Sing your strength
Create a space
For everyone involved
Delete a path
Construct fresh roads

The bath is transformed
Debt escapes
Our karmic destiny
Creates a
Dance outside
An unknown state
On a plane of
Long awaited
Transformation

Breath is clear
Space is sacred
Exhalation

tHE tERRY tREE

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