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One person digging deeply into the mind, to join communities together... The meeting was a sweet embrace and as creation flowered the hand of God held up the union, as a mother holds her newborn child. A female figure is supporting the magnitude of weight for the union has grown bigger than the mind could ever estimate. However at the root of the radicchio it was snarled in the thorns, and the union became lost. The spaceship circumnavigates in orbit, but the togetherness is gone. A child looking up to God in awe can see the union is still there. The stories are alive, the water and the wine still there. The opportunity to visit has opened yet a door. And if perchance it will come true, the lamp of light is burning to light the way along the road that beckons one to visit. La fata del Montel hovers overhead encouraging a friendship that grows brighter night by night and day by day. As the moon and sun change seasons, the story will hold true, one day... The hope is in the plan.
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