Meditation
- Krystal Kelley
- Feb 11, 2021
- 1 min read
A safe place,
Afar off in space.
Reverberations in the portico of the mind.
It's a gateway that does not bind.
So, I think of the farm...
And I get a sloppy arm.
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A safe place,
Afar off in space.
Reverberations in the portico of the mind.
It's a gateway that does not bind.
So, I think of the farm...
And I get a sloppy arm.
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