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Issue 02 – May 23 – welcome to the New

In the still of night, I feel a presence near, A hypnotic rhythm, And an aura oh so clear. It moves with grace, Surrounding me with light, Blinding all my senses, With a resplendent sight. I wonder if it's real, Or just my imagination, But then I feel a touch, And a momentary sensation. There in the darkness, Staring back at me, I see a shining figure, An angel, I now see. It must be playing With my beating heart, Guiding me through life's path, A blessing right from the start.