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Mirrors and illusions

  There at my elbow is a muzzle, nudging me to pay attention to the more important things in life – all is illusion, and as such, magic is real – and all is Love. art does not mimic life, … Continue reading

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Touch

You touch my heart as I touch your head. Fur and flesh, together we are healed.  

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