Loose lips, when widened by the moon, bare the greatest fangs!

” Love isn’t soft like the poets say.

Love has teeth which bite.

And the wounds never close.”

Stephen King

A few days back, waking amidst many surreal dreams leading up to this full moon, I received to write a blog for Friday into Saturday and the upcoming energies.

By the time I had risen, it had disappeared, a message of advice, if drilled in the next few days!


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