We dance in the woods round ye fire,...,given too us as gifts ,from the heavens above and the heavens below ,grasping unto trees that had leaned over in growth for us to straddle compassionately feeling it's roots of vibrational energy ,clad with an impeccable desire grounding bare into the ground as we chant circled...circled... amongst one another,oh can you hear those chants,as though a dream catcher catches our dreams round ye fire , I dance circled amongst ye earthen earth chants are heard, echoed in the most celestial vibration ,candied by apples picked from thine trees of life in this time of impeccable desire gardnerian,guardian,krenelined body,shadowed wings ,circled head
the angels of life in this tree of life and in this tree of death.
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