I Have A Mystical Magical Song That Heals My Heart And Soul

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    My statures are fallingLike feathers of

    snowTheir voices are callingIn whispering word waiting for the morning lightHeaven is callingFrom rainy shoresCounting wounded lights fallingInto their dreams still searching for an open doorIn morning dew,a glorious scene came through,like war is over nowI feel I'm coming home...
    Lunadelobos Lunadelobos
    1 Response Mar 6, 2016
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