Sitting and imagining while listening to tunes vibrate in my ear. I hear a whisper of tales unknown. 


I’ve got a secret.

It’s a speciality really. It’s a gift from above. It’s the reason I smile. And I dance at the simplest wave of unified harmony. 

I rejoice at the sight of it all. 

C. L Cunningham 

Stay blessed 

Happy Sunday beautiful creatures 

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