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Astral World

Endora:

I can’t breath, my lungs are burning 

Everything around me is twirling.

Everything inside me squeezes eminently, grabbing away my desire to live on.

I am filled with pain, till my last bone. 

My eyes are full of blood rivers.

He is dying in the roaring silence.

 

Lucas:

As I opened my eyes,

I saw dazzling stars dancing in the sunset 

It was as quiet as a de...

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astralmythicalmysteriousloveloss

Astral Breadth

A trestle table set with content and classical elements
places a coven with arenose intent in a safe space
their minds set on causing change—present occurences canvass Mandala by way of effect.
fascicle circuits blitz and singe might-have-beens
washing away strands emblazoned in ever apparentness
accommodating silver lining fringe wherein proper golden ratio leaves
their genus' plant matter ...

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Astral Travelling

The projection

Was watching

It's physical form

As it lay there

Sleeping

Looking 

Well worn

Now spirit's

Set free

Of age

Gender, race

In all places

At once

No more

Shame

Or

Disgrace

Astral travelling

Sends back

Dreams to

Main brain

Explores the

World faster

Than a

Train, tram or plane

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AstralSpiritthe traveller

Cancer Spells

Miscommunicated, disEnchanted, disconnected, disillusioned state

You, as the epicenter of this Mushroom Kingdom

Wondrous fermentations carried out in smashed pumpkins

They were broken from the start

This is you, this is you.

Evaporating from the misty mountain tops

Is the nativity of these immaculate prophecies

Fostered in every garnish, garden, green, gorge and grove

Vesuv...

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