sometimes i sit in my woods with my eyes closed. i look up to the sky and open my eyes and the clouds seem to whisper "i love you". i grab my green and i take it in and hold it as long as i can... let it out with all my stresses and worries. i was floating one day when i heard a knock on my door. it was me, at 5 years old. i had rainbows painted on
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my grandmother and grandfather would probably be back trying to help out my irrationally behaving mother at this moment, but they arent. prolly too busy saying things and being the people they couldnt be in this life.
but you can still develop this power. try to remember the way you felt when your grandmother did this with you, remember things about it, harness those feelings and start working at it. thats all i can say kinda. from what little i know and do.
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