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She whispers into my ear. Through the winds I do not fear. Meditating sounds like the finest guitar I'm in a different state of mind, hypnotized by her astounding shine, I smile bc I know she's happy. Tranquilized by her aromas, seized by her sight, although she changes, I still appreciate her. Mother love, Eludes to eternal love. Quiet and loud. Soft and rigid. With all her might, She is mother of balance. All Colors and the absent of light Mother changes like the seasons, her colors warm today.