When the World is Sleep

When the world is sleep, I am awake

The energy is pure and the air is clear

The frequencies radaite

The matrix is nonexistent

Anything seems possible

I hear it

I feel it all

I receive what I put out

Love, peace and positivity 

When the world is sleep, I am awake

Radiating light and love

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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