Secret Temple

Here in my secret temple do we play into the wee hours of the morning. Though under the weather we are underground in this little den making art, unwavering creativity while being with dreams. The vision is as sweet as cherry wine whilst regenerating peace of mind. The weather. the Weather. The weather underground is calm, peaceful and fine though preparing for what’s to come. The music plays sending chills up spine, sublime.
FotoMahaloness the secret temple, my place of work as play, and sharing space with those of like mind.



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