Bathing In The Purple Rain
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coming down from on high
lightening blue, blew a hole
in stillness and lit up creation
moving thru the red fire of passion
royally being
bathed in laughter,
painlessly in the purple rain
the blend, the swirl cycling onward, upward, endlessly
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