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Period Piece #2 - Sacred Geometry
Sine lines wash over my body, as
Our hands turn into delicate
Fibonnaci swirls. My Flower
Of Life opens, the Pisces
Creates life.
Arms spread like trees
While reaching up to cast
Shadows on stars. An abundance of
Fruit in the most divine
Cornucopia
Our hands turn into delicate
Fibonnaci swirls. My Flower
Of Life opens, the Pisces
Creates life.
Arms spread like trees
While reaching up to cast
Shadows on stars. An abundance of
Fruit in the most divine
Cornucopia
Published 15th Feb 2015
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