11:11
In the quiet of the night I sit blindly waiting for the Universe to message me... Looking at the clock anxiously waiting for 11:11 audaciously... Where wishes ride on a golden sky shooting stars that blow my mind... A gateway to the ethereal plane I cast my hopes dreams with no refrain... A portal is the light I always keep within sight the Universe will reveal what I need to be healed... 11:11 the Universe is aligned just listen for the signs to be elevated and free from all corruption and greed... Namaste
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