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Allo mes anges Close your eyes, my child and listen to the sound of the world speaking in subliminal messages. She talks to all of us if we choose to heed her voice. The birds singing of the simple bliss of being alive. The ocean playing stories of forgotten lore of where we were born. The wind in the trees playing with our senses. Everywhere whispers of beauty and awe long forgotten in legend. Beautiful possibility and simple joie de vivre. The music is playing for you, my child if you only have the ears to listen. Close your eyes and you'll see the colour and rapture before you. Written July 10, 2005 L'amour toujours ~LP
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