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When dreaming

Do it in Technicolor,

Imagine cosmic, universal

Galaxies like no other,

Picture planets and nebulae

You would love to discover,

And spiritual realms

Populated by lovers,

Who desire nothing more

Than to connect,

In soul and heart

In this life and the next.

All sense of fear now long bereft

And appreciative of every breath,

Knowing that the love is all that’s left,

Which is more than anyone can or should expect,

For stripped back down

And back to the bone,

We are never truly totally alone

And once we discover and reside in that spiritual zone,

We will finally receive the answers

To questions previously unknown.