when I was a little girl, as I was crossing the road to get the mail for my mother, I was almost hit by a car. I distinctly remember being moved by a spiritual entity, out of harm's way. I looked back onto the road, disbelieving what happened, once I was on the other side. My own mother couldnt fathom how I wasnt hit. She said it was a blur...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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