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![]() Paula's Spiritual Space Transcending
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Prayer perfumes the air. Late into the night, we are raising the rhythms of spirituality. We are weaving our intricate tapestry of light - dreams swirling around in our brains, and visions transcending the "truths" that we once thought we knew. |
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