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I am unable to ‘talk’ now; I am in an aquamarine cloud amidst the whirl of your archetypal energies. I can’t describe it…Infinite, Aquamarine Love. P.S. I abolish pink rose and postulate aquamarine as the colour of love. 

Good morning and Infinite Love. 

I am embarking on my midnight journey to the sea. We’ll ‘talk’ tomorrow. I saw the ‘I would remember’. Infinite Love.  

In Infinite Love. 

Infinite Love.

This is to bring back the Aussie Sun.  I posted ‘Aquamarine Sadness’ five months back, and yet you recalled it. I should have known that no algorithm could have selected it from 170 posts and combined it with the ‘Toy Tractor’, ‘The Code of Your Silence’, ‘Celestial Playfulness’, and ‘Bright Morning’. I should have sensed

And the ‘Universal harmony’. Infinite Love.

If you have woken up, and it’s not merely the browser shifting the posts, please take up the shell and call me. Ask the ocean to hush so I can hear you. Infinite Love.