For my soul a guide
In my minds eye there will be an answer an Insight of a problem difficulties are opportunities
reason when reason is not present
My soul it flys high deep dark in the night
The journey mine to leap so devinely free
Free from the skin that keeps me within
Under the pearly wings of a silver dove comes my spirit in the search of a perfect love
Elmo i am a very small joyous child
Living long gloriously in the ever presnt now
Without a single worry or concern obout the next monent in time
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