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Love Thy Self

There is a block Part of the movement Shifting I sit with my love, my heart No one sees what I feel I project truth and own it Manifestation is coming Let it rest, lie, form Giving things time to grow Be here now with all your might Let beauty

A Certain Kind Of Person

I am lost in the folds of the fabric I create.  My identity cannot be separated from the color and the stains that bleed across the fiber.  I am an agent for nature and in turn she is my one true love.  Most people find love and share with other

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