the streams are flowing with words of,
wisdom,
springing the courage when the signs,
are blocked by pain of the eire wrapped,
hardened heart,
the numbers and souls are a,
pebble in a maze of,
thoughts of love and dreams,
the mind can bind the world,
around the fingertips,
sounds from the underside the,
music dancing laughing and,
treats,
are the lights from the lord,
and angels we know
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