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My heart is dark and wild at times; a jungle, a retreat; a trap for wonders. My heart is dark and wild at times, A lonely boat on sandy shores. steered by a monster and an angel. My heart, the dark and wild, Dreaming of adventure. ZANARA

Thoughts about this and that, about life..

We all are connected In the puzzle of life. What I think now will eventually affect someone, somehow, somewhere. What someone will be doing tomorrow, might be the cause of my death. We all are reflecting mirrors In the energy world. We are moving, thinking, feeling pieces of the same big picture. We are the master and the servant in the game of the day. We are interconnected containers and the same blood stream flows in every each of us. So why we have forgotten that Love is our mother and Truth our father? Zanara

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