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HOME Follow Your Dream 2 by Valxart Next - Back Page 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 We soar above hills and the water bearer pouring cherry wine into a stream. The scales of balance and moderation tip towards the moon. The stars shines on backs of scorpions from beyond the horizon. The clouds tickle our skin as we go in and out, under and over them. The whale opens the gate to salvation. In the mist ahead we see our destination.
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