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I want to learn Latin...and will.
Lately, perhaps due to conversations with a friend...I've been highly aware of my wings. These wings are something I believe everyone has, attached to their soul or aura. I felt my own months ago...during the semester...and have talked about them only with two people, my friend in Flordia and Derek. Perhaps Michelle...I don't remember...but its not something I normally discuss openly, though I might have mentioned it in my old live journal. Hm. Anyways, my wings reflect my aura, and thats probably the case with most people. They are white and yellow, with a bit of silver. Even just thinking about them, or these colors sends my aura pulsing, vibrating with joy.
I'm just wondering if anyone knows what color their's are...if they believe that we already have wings.
A prisoner of my own making, though while being trapped inside I'm not really in here at all...but roaming the skys over, dancing in the sun light that this body only see's beyond the thick glass window.
Lately, perhaps due to conversations with a friend...I've been highly aware of my wings. These wings are something I believe everyone has, attached to their soul or aura. I felt my own months ago...during the semester...and have talked about them only with two people, my friend in Flordia and Derek. Perhaps Michelle...I don't remember...but its not something I normally discuss openly, though I might have mentioned it in my old live journal. Hm. Anyways, my wings reflect my aura, and thats probably the case with most people. They are white and yellow, with a bit of silver. Even just thinking about them, or these colors sends my aura pulsing, vibrating with joy.
I'm just wondering if anyone knows what color their's are...if they believe that we already have wings.
A prisoner of my own making, though while being trapped inside I'm not really in here at all...but roaming the skys over, dancing in the sun light that this body only see's beyond the thick glass window.