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Phire & Frequency: Poems set to music about the people I love, the magic I notice, and the life I get to live. šŸÆšŸ”„

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    šŸ”„ I have nothing left to prove
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    My life, my authorship. My DNA holds the keys. šŸ§¬šŸ”„
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    A song of gratitude 😻 for Mummy's new home on Wysteria Way
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    Clear vision, inner sight, and the joy of seeing every little wonder.
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    Release Scarcity Programming
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    ā€œCousin of my Monadā€ When we glimpse a cousin of our heart, we grin at each other from our separate lives.
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    Divide and conquer, rinse, repeat. We fight for scraps beneath the lights. They own the tent and sell the rights. šŸŽŖšŸ”„
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    This is about the fire šŸ”„ elemental I was before I incarnated here. Now, Divine human heartbeat fans the flame. Divine feminine fire, dragon wings. My DNA holds the keys to my Sovereign Phirewall (firewall) I blaze in my elemental name. šŸ”„šŸ‰
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    A gentle, heartbeat-led musical meditation for resting within your own loving energetic space and letting your warmth radiate outward. Set the tone you bring, keep your boundaries, and remain compassionately yourself no matter what surrounds you.
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    I tried, truly. My voice can’t hide my eternal optimism.
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    I found a raven’s wings among a scatter of feathers. I brought them home to Junie, the juniper who feeds our birds, and laid them gently in her branches. In Junie’s Arms honors the spirit of Fae, and the small acts of tenderness we can offer when we cannot change what happened. šŸ–¤
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    A potato-shaped rock in my kitchen window holds a promise: the people I love will have enough. This song lets that promise go all the way to the moon—but the dream isn’t the money. It’s having the freedom to show up, share what we have, and take care of our people while they’re here. šŸ„”šŸŒ™
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    A Celtic glimpse of the world another-dimensional me creates with the rhythm of her own heartbeat. Every ripple carries music; every dragon has a place to heal, play, and call home. šŸ’ŽšŸ‰
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    For everyone who wishes they’d gotten a little heads-up: the road’s harder than you think, but you got this. And for anyone who could use a signal from their future self that it’s gonna be okay—this song’s for you. Challenges accepted. Promises kept. šŸÆšŸ”„
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    A jazzy gift for my poet mom who loves her cats even more than art & beautiful scenery.