I must just walk through. I am having past events bringing a paralysis to my mind and spirit. It moves through and then my body follows. There are groupings that bring a shift to my entire aura. I have little to say, and it does not go away. Eagles soar above me, but a little black bird keeps bombarding the magnificent being. I am inspired by the eagle's spirit to continue to try to fly with its wings outstretched. I prepare to fly myself this week. I journey on and find little pots of gold, for my mind, along the way. I am getting stronger, even if my mood is low. It became time to ring the bell, and now I wish to sleep heavy tonight. I try to stay calm as the waves of Waikiki come to visit me.
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