World Viewz

Poetry is in order:

Chaos within the Order

As I sit quietly with my cards, I feel the invisible writing of songs upon the air.
This hallowed ground- this lucky space- has me jumping up and down.
And then I realize that this is where I am meant to be.
All my life seemed a struggle until I took the plunge.

I have restored years of my life. I have restored my future self.
The world is anew with magick upon the mirror. And I see it now.

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