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Good night tale! :-) 

Is it possible to move the earth?

It’s hard to tell. 

Often the heaviest things are the best to float.

Dust. Grains. Stones. Air. 

Tears of rain.

And light. 

Hidden deeply 

Among the unborn wall of stars. 

Melting the moon every morning. 

And stretching a cosmic design. 

So alive. 

Darkness is watching,

Gazing out of the galaxy-window, 

Sitting on my lonely bed, 

Pinning me down to the sleep,

Tracking my silence, 

Striking the horizon, 

Hugging my dreams,

Like a warm blanket. 

Fills us all.

With love. 

With infinity. 

Infinity of Weightless Happiness. 

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raynotbradbury

Living in Sweden/Born in USSR. Happy. Ayurvedic food. Healthy lifestyle. Dogs. Literature. Painting. Meditation/Yoga. I love my life.
"It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth, how much money you have gathered or how much attention you have received. It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters" A. Ray

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