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bathed in its soft light
in my mind
i dance in ethereal white
ancient drums thrum rhythms older than the mountains in time with my heart
my soul jerks free from its moorings going touring along moonbeams
meeting dreams and spirits flitting from heavenly pathways and celestial highways
bringing whispered love from ancestors seated on their stars
is my Africa




  1. Ryan says:

    Very atmospheric, dreamlike almost, great sense of a vastness. Nicely done.

    ๐Ÿ™‚ Thank you.

  2. SanityFound says:

    Love this one!!!

    ๐Ÿ™‚ Thank you

  3. nectarfizz says:

    Lovely. This one is very romantic and natural.

    i had fun ๐Ÿ˜†

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