Maybe it's all inside my head, But I just can't stand the color red! Fire, ... Read full text
Just meditate in white. Use white, look white, hear white, smell white and think white. White is our soul which blots the angry and warm of red packs.
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Just meditate in white. Use white, look white, hear white, smell white and think white. White is our soul which blots the angry and warm of red packs.