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The angels gave me a feather

And they also gave three bears

Way up in the garden

When my soul took me upstairs

The feather was for writing

The bears I didn't know

Way up in the garden

When my Higher Self would show

He gave me a blue cape

and a radiant warm big hug

I am but a child and

My Higher Self true love

His golden hair was shining

As he cut a piece for me

To bring rejuvenation

And the cape for me to see...

That we are both the same

Under our blue cape

And now I am here writing

To keep this all on tape

It's amazing and surprising

A meditation can reveal

Given by a lady

Who asked me to be real.


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