As she slipped the confines of her fleshy illusion to the infinite freedom of the astral plane, the realm of pure consciousness, the home of the mind of God, the sign left on her still, silent body read; GONE LOVIN…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
Love has a shape, but no color. You’re probably wondering, “If it’s transparent, how do you know what shape it is?” Good question. Well, for one thing, I put it together, and for another, I’m currently wearing it like body armor (though to the casual observer, I appear naked).” ~ Jarod Kintzefe03dfb958882831


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