Barbara R Maxwell

Listen to the music

Let it guide you

Listen to the music

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In our lives we leave traces

Of ourselves

Our being

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When we forget our roots

We lose our humanity

We are all one

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The gold box was made of a special wood

It was somewhat ornate with intricate carvings all around

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The gold box was made of a special wood

It was somewhat ornate with intricate carvings all around

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After a long hard time

Frightening at times

Waiting

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After a long hard time

Frightening at times

Waiting

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As the semblance of a facade fades away like a coat being taken off for the night what lies underneath is a beating heart where the soul and spirit truly reside

Take off your coat and lay it down for

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As the semblance of a facade fades away like a coat being taken off for the night what lies underneath is a beating heart where the soul and spirit truly reside

Take off your coat and lay it down for

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Dark cloudy gray day

Coolness to the air

Dankness permeates

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