Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

"Look Inside" Says the Indigo Wise

Thunder Lightning, that's what I see. All the storms in the world eternally. Can't they find a way or reason out, just giving others the sacred shout. How about love?  How about love? We must give our hands to others with love.  Shouting out, to find a way in, that's the way we long to feel the rolling bins. Thunder Lightning, come on home. I feel the waves of the storm. I pray this day for all the waves, nine directions we dew pave. 


There inside, the reason is wise. There inside, the soul makes you surprised. What you thought was an evil, but now more Evel Knievel, the trickster (take a deep breath) who gives up his life. He (earthling with rainbow colors, on the red road where lessons find our tracks) is a wanderer, who looks for your love. He (male principle of light rather than sound) is a wanderer, the place where tricks are made up (lessons and more lessons, until love is sown). He is a wanderer, the place within that grows. Can heaven show me how to know? I want to have part of this show (being part of the dreamscape).


Days are younger (learning to become), than the evil (impure) nights (you are in flight). When you thought everything was alright, then a dream that wakes you up in fright/rage, how does terror pave? If only the people could live in their faith, to begin to know mountains of love in their faith (with a taste of love on their face, smiles and grace). Could we find a way, to bind love in all we dew? Could we find a way, to hear all the clues? And when we are older, the making of time does swim, all the little fishes (true blue), just want a way in (to the circle of brotherhood). Can't we look at miracles and notice they rescue time, to bring us closer to the holy inside.

If we long for such a wonderful life, how could we give up on this strife? All we need to learn and to grow, comes from daily lessons we sow. Plant your seeds of love and watch them grow. Give your neighbor a hand to know, we are together in the mighty seas. Heaven on earth live inside of me. We are looking for the sacred sea (envision a dream), love and brotherhood, come dwell eternity. Cross roads find me, where lightning bites the dust. I will be standing, to kiss this sacred (cosmic) dust. I will be near you to bite on what is shame (or blame, through forgiveness), to help you alleviate all your pain. 


Whispering River in the Sky sacred song blessing. She is an indigo child. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, a crystal child and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums, a lavender child, elders of the rainbow.


 
 
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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Rainbow Mother Jill Brings Us Home With the Perfect Loving Storm. Let's Share our Hearts With Everyone!

There are rainbows in the sky, oh (feel the flight of the soul) my God why oh (feel the flight of the soul) why, can't the world, know of love? Can we go to where we gather like doves? I want to know, how the world will learn of love.  How can I do my part to view a separated world (with prayer and song)?  My God fill me clear (blessings relieve).  I want to live inside of you, where there is living a sacred view.  And I know, it's time to glow, inside this heart, my living part.

And when we ride the rainbow sky, I will give my heart and learn of why, men don't look at the realization of our lives, it's time to strive.  And then the world, will give and take, learning how to make mistakes, but we are hear/here to learn of love and find a new view, a sacred true. And if we lean upon the stables of time, then we can be able to make us blind, a light from within will shine.  I say glory is here, my live is not full of fear, but I do know, when it's hard out in the world

Many days go by and by, leaning on time, when we don't want lullabies, but we reach into our hearts, asking God, what's our part, how to heal the world and make it whole again.  It's a living storm, let us begin.  Walk on home you and me, through the laughing and the breeze, my heart does know, all this glow in time to come home. 

Reaching out for stars in the sky.  I wonder oh (feel the flight of the soul) God why oh (feel the flight of the soul) why, do we have to have this view, when  others don't have so much to chew (homeless and without resources).  I need to know, where does it' glow, I need to go to where it snows, the blessings save and treat us like Saints to pull us through. My heart is longing for a view, where God is here abundant too. It's time to share, all we have with this world.

And my heart is always leaning on you, because I know it's a sacred view, when two hearts lean on love, it pulls us through, God knows in you.  And it's time to feel the wind, to bring our hearts home instead of sin, because it's joy, the life we know that fills us up, to drink from God's cup (heavenly spiritual embrace).  And  my heart finds some hope, when I find a wheel with spokes (rainbow clan, all of us, has a part, like spokes in a wheel), who are the destiny, the clan of all the breeze.  When we reach out to each others side, then we can find a world that no longer needs to hide, we can jump for joy. We can lift the world up high, in the sky.  

We are children you and me.  We are giving the humble breeze.  It will be sure of this, that it's a sacred kiss.  If we choose to love if we dare, then we can always eliminate despair. Come and hold my hands. Help me understand. We are family you and me.  Because we belong to the heavenly tree, the home of love, let us work to prove this love. And I gift my heart to you. I gift this fabulous view, because you need my love.  Because it's what doves do.  It's time for us, to gather the sacred dust. It's time for us, to give a damn about sam (needing help, God heard, requested of God, God's heart).

It's time to go home, we must only jump and run, over the rainbow bridge, to lease out our lids (cover up or to hide from your sin, but here, we must uncover, bring our soul out, to play once more, over the rainbow we flow). Cover the sky with your love. Hold the hands of others who are like doves (gathering together in heaven's song). Be true to you, be true to your view (voice and validate others, to be received).  And I will stand with you through the test of time.  I will be there all the time.  I will show the world, how love does grow and spill.  It's a place for our hearts. It's a place for us to become darts, piercing all the hearts, it's time to go home! 

Sung by white buffalo calf woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person and sacred drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star for the heart of our beloved Rainbow Mother Jill Peachy (singer), wife to Jeff Seigfried "Roar of the Buffalo Horn" (composer) and Mother to TheSiegfrieds (band).

Mission or Heavenly name: Rushing Winds
Tools of Light or Earthly name: Bell of Freedom that Rings (no interpretation added, must ask again)

Tell the world I'm coming home, to where my heart does soar. They call me the "Rushing Winds", because I am always there to hoar (skip a step towards holiness, sacredness, sacred form of a crystal, frost). And in my heart, I look to heaven's winds.  I think my part, will bring HOLY to everything.  If only I could grow, to touch the mountains glow, and when I do find, that My heart does chime. They call me "Bell of Freedom that Rings" this day. And inside my soul, I look for all things gold. And if you could join me, I would really die within, and be born again, to embrace your soul. Come hear it ring, bring the bell to everything.  Come feel my heart, your Mother will impart wisdom to you. Just bow down, seek the hand of God inside, then you will know, how proud I am.  

Comment by White Buffalo calf Woman:
Jill means youthful, sweetheart, downey-haired child, regenerated youth, bumfluff (the soft and fluffy growth of hair on the chin of an adolescent), apostate (apostasy, apostate, aphistanai, which means to revolt. One who abandons one's religious faith, political power, principles or a cause, towards the enlightenment.), the golden coin.

Jill, Gillian, Julian, Jeel, Juliana, Gil (Giligin), Jil (coin), Julia, Julian, Gillian, Jolyonm, Julien, Juia, Julianus, Julius.  

Symbols associated A cross and ropes (entwined together), a scourge. A scourge is a whip or lash, used to inflict severe corporal punishment. As you can see, the scourge was used, because our interpretation is a reflection from the truth, yet intended to get the person, to do what is correct and upstanding. Today, we know, that corporal punishment does not bring a man home to his heart, instead, we awaken to the knowledge and wisdom from within (heaven) that the embrace to instill love into another heart is the only fight. This is the action is like that of a devoted Mother who punishes, lovingly, to chide the child, towards the path of the heart. This is a form of cleansing the fields of space to promote rebirth and regeneration. Jill also represents the dove, or one who gathers in peace with others. With this, there is goodness and beauty. In one story, Jill refused to renounce her faith or her virginity, because it's a pure heart that walks with God. Now we can interpret heavenly views, where love is united and not separated as once before.  WE have much to learn about personal evolution within the world, but it's that aim to have high ideals and sacred behavior that returns us to a pure heart once more.

"The name Jill has a very long history dating so far back that researchers are unable to pinpoint it's exact emersion into the world. It is believed to have started however as a form of currency. Back in the B.C. days a form of currency in circulation was called a 'gil.' It was kinda like our small change is today. Larger currency was known as a 'jack.' The story goes that the popular children's nursery rhyme, Jack and Jill, originated when a king and his economy were doing very well, the values of the jacks and gils were rising (Jack and Jill went up the hill). Unfortunately the people were struck by a plague that left everyone short of drinkable water (to fetch a pail of water) with the death of thousands the economy suffered (Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after.) Many years later, probably around the 10th or 11th century the name Gil or Jil was being given to boys. Somewhere between then and now an extra "l" was added and it became a girl's name. Jill, the name has a description or meaning which is from a Roman family name, meaning bumfluff, meaning youth."

In classical times Julianus was a name borne not only by various Roman family name, early Saints and even the Emperor Julian, "the Apostate", who attempted to return the Roman Empire from institutionalised Christianity to Paganism. This is an attempt control of the mind, where Paganism included all of religions and magic arts, rather than the exclusion that Christianity practices today. Inclusion of is God (heaven). Exclusion is of Man(earth).  Now, finally in the third phase of evolution, we will have both, Heaven and Earth.  Man will understand exclusion is walking away, someday to return home again! This is the practice of light.  It travels and must end it's journey eventually back to dark space. Heavenly darkness embrace us and let us shine, heaven and earth, make me sublime!

"Paganism (from Latin paganus, meaning "country dweller, rustic") is a word used to refer to various religions and religious beliefs from across the world. It is a term which, from a Western perspective, has modern connotations of spiritualist, animistic or shamanic practices or beliefs of any folk religion, and of historical and contemporary polytheistic religions in particular.  Thank you. 
http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/pagan."

In other words, it encompasses all religion, the Godly, and often misunderstood. Within all religion, many creates rules to govern spiritual knowledge.  When we include knowledge we seek wisdom. Literature gains wisdom through intellectual abilities. Heaven receives wisdom, with knowledge of the heart, through a song. When song is brought to the surface, many call it the "universal language" known as music.  This is received, because we are able to feel the notes on a scale, regardless of count.  It's what stirs our heart, our feelings, that can create unity with all a singularity, we call music.  This is the language of heaven, the voice, the song, the receiving that stirs our hearts. Feelings, only need validation, in order to be received. This is the new skill of the next phase of evolution.  Religion always empowers when fire and water serves as vehicles towards spiritual unity. Oneness, can only be achieved, when we walk towards the feelings, validate them and purify with intentional blessings, to purify all space.  This is the heavenly path, called the blue road. This color is often called black, our heaven, where stars beam across galaxies. But the black is so dark, it shines dark blue, where light reflects. This darkness, where we give birth to light. This birth of light journeys to return back to darkness.  This is the heavenly path of goodness (godliness), only with purification of fire and water, daily, hourly and perpetually, in the perfection of our world.  We gain wisdom, when we learn to receive, validate and bless.  These attributes provide heavenly beginnings to an earthly paradise. For one to be a country dweller, one must learn to spiritually be One with it's roots, it trunk, it's branches.  Enjoy life, walk towards the gathering of music, and of the heavenly attributes of spiritual union. Comments end by White Buffalo Calf Woman

Coat of Arms: A red shield with silver fess between six silver crosses crosslet. (Fess(e) is used Heraldry an ordinary consisting of a horizontal band across a shield, conventionally occupying a third of it's length and being wider than a bar. Fess also means fascia a flat strip band, fillet or connecting tissue. Horizontal band.

Comments by White Buffalo Calf Woman: Red is the law of love, a shield that protects. A silver fess, is the color of truth of light of man, in all their actions of mortal reality, the physical truth. This color binds us to a Cosmic Mother, who stands on this law. Wraps us around with this perfect love, and chides us, towards this red road, the law of love. Again with the silver crosses, this perfect love exists in a Mother who stands up for Godly morals in an impure world. A cross represents the world, where the red road of light, giving and earth, cross the blue road of dark, receiving and heaven, entwine towards rebirth and dreams that come true. Six of them represent the prayer blessing.  And when we share the blessings, we turn things into a crystalline form. This allows one to journey upon the crystalline stone river. Rejected by God, excluded from salvation and lost in sin. "Ask for forgiveness quick" says Holiness David, for those lost in sin, only need seek salvation once more.

Peachey means baby's complexion or temperament, la peach or sweet cheeks. Popular phrase "Peachy Keen".  Peachy also means rock or stone, from the world Petros or petra. This is the crystalline stone river, and we the third rock from the sun, are grateful for paradise, our blue world. Now heaven appears, in the third phase of evolution, we enter 1013, let us pray to succeed along the waves, along the crystalline stone river. End comments by White Buffalo Calf Woman.

Various Spelling: Becca, Beck, Bich, Peggy, Peg, Page and Pegg. Other similar baby names are Peach, Patch, Peale, Peall and Perah, Becky, Pascha, and Pasha, Peache, Peachee, Peachey, Peche, Peter, Petr, Pechie, Pietsch, Peche.

Peachy Early Origins
Multitudes of spelling variations are hallmark of Anglo Norman Names. Most of these names evolved in the 11 and 12 century, in the time after the Normans introducd their on Norman French Language into a country whre Old and Middle English had no spelling rules and the languages of the court were French and Latin.  To make matters worse, medival scribers spelled words according to sound (music to my ears), so names frequently appeared differently in the various document in which they were recorded. First found in Kent, where they held a family seat from very early time and were granted lands by Duke William of Normandy, their liege Lord, for their distinguished assistance at the Battle of Hastings in 1066 AD.


Beloved Jill Rushing Winds, our Bell of Freedom That Rings,
Welcome into you my heart, time does flow, and we all know, it's heaven that's finally coming home. We sing to share the heart of gold, the rare that comes almost everywhere, when we do bring the whole and sing, the Rainbow Clan comes home. My cosmic mother, our Rainbow in the sky, our love is leaning on tombs of cleaning (rebirth of the soul), in order for us to rise again. And in our hearts, we seek a march, towards the road of heaven's love. And blue road (soul, dark) rare, does sing us near, the red road (flesh, light), law of love, does shine, to bring us home this time. Our voice must ring to bring all in, where doves do gather to bloom. And Bell of Freedom, ring today, to show the children the way! White Buffalo Calf Woman, says, we are here holding those who do walk away. But we know someday, there is only one reign/rain, it's heaven's glow that lights the way. A light from within will save the day! http://alightfromwithin.org 

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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Gabriel Holds Us in the Sacred Storm, Where Our Souls Are Born in Perfect Love!



Hold up, wait for me.  Where you going without this tree (of life, branching to the moon and sky and rooting to all that lies behind)?  I am here to hold your hands.  I am here to make a stand.  Don't walk away from love this day.  Instead fight for what to say.  We are in a world, that needs love.  We are in a world full of gloves (perfect fits).

Understand, we are a man (lights of the flesh), the light (earthly) of God, it's here to stand (rainbow warriors of prophecy).  Understand, heaven (darkness of the soul) come home. We are living in a storm (collision of dark and light folding).  But if we look inside with love, we will find a way to hide (buffalo hide, sacred rainbow colors, our tools of light, which house our soul, our inner holy temple). Because we find refuge in other arms (in heaven we do share, the glory of God, is perfect love). We find a home (buffalo home, our rainbow light and tools, which house the heavenly bloom, the soul that imparts, magic and the start), in a storm (heaven and earth collide inside).

I can say, I'm here to roam.  I can dance a holy groan (dancing in the wind, even if there is so much pain).  But I need all you to give, when you use a heart that sings.  I know it's heaven, when you dance with me. I know it's God's love, always bee (flight of the impossible dream).  But my heart seems to ache, when you don't notice I'm on a stake (suffering for you, the law of love is true).

Can you realize, I need you sow?  Can you find a will to grow?  I will always be here for you. Just you ask, my heart will fulfill.  There is heaven inside of me (Grandmother space, where all dreams come true).  I will dance a song divinity (share God with you). I will be forever blue, the heart that knows how to be true (blue, relative's heart, that recognizes you, the soul inside of you). 

There we hold, the stake up high.  WE think, "We don't need alibis", because we know, God is Great.  WE are learning all is on a stake (perfect cube, the blessings that save me and you, as we suffer for relatives, we do gift a heart that is true).  It's just we need, each other two (soul and flesh), bring heaven home, with a view (perfect test, that rises like a sun, a light from within does shine).  Don't you want to know, Heaven upon this Earth?  Don't you want happiness in this girth (Oneness of God, the sacred circle we do form)? I say to you, hold your head up high, because we have no more alibis (true to self). 

Trust your heart and linger forth (one step at a time).  Trust the song, deep of course.  It's a river that runs so wild, true and blue, with a grateful smile.  And when you are down and need some love.  Just put your hands together (prayer) and fit like gloves (perfection, we belong to, as parts of the sacred storm, rainbow colors that do roam).  We will pray, to find a home, a place we call a temple that roams.  Our sacred home (heaven upon earth).  Let's go down (evolve, spiraling true to love), down into the crystalline show
*•♫♪♪♫•* room.  Walk through that door (crystal person, who reflect the truth of the soul, the ability to know love, to gift self to the floor, humbleness we adore).  Know it's God's open floor (speaker in the house, G_ah_d, the utterance of heavenly transmission, our voice).  We are a Mountie (Royal Canadian Mounted Police, in other words, a Royal Kings Men Cavalry, a horse mounted soldier, the warrior who rides with the soul in the north, where light greets the dark, the flesh meets the soul) of surprise. WE are soldiers, who do not lie (true to self, arise).  We are filled with God's love.  We are mountains (holy and stands true), that don't move.  We are strength beyond this world, when we fill up, with heavenly delights. Let us trust our hearts tonight*•♫♪♪♫•* .


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums for the heart song of Gabriel (April 11 1985) born the year of the buffalo.



Gabriel's rainbow colors are gray, golden, blue, gray. Gabriel's Sacred Song Blessings was sung totellus a story, that God is great, when we trust ourselves, in all we do, just like a Grandmother True.  Inside of him, lies dreams alive, the cherish treasures, the clearing pile (excess of abundance). A Gray person, is Grandmother Space, where we dream.  S/he weaves our lives and destiny. S/he is the open space of heaven within, which appears without.  Always full of abundance, it's important for Grandmother Gabriel to share the wealth with the world of heaven and earth. 

His Brother Dominkus offers him, a dream of brotherhood, where validation of brotherhood is true, the reverberation of the rolling hills (waves of light, rainbow colors) dream come true, for all the world, heaven on earth, between you and me. S/he is the Dream Weaver of Destiny, the gray person. Gabriel offers the open space, of the heavenly realm, in which all (rainbow clan) has available for flight, through the dream land, the realms of paradise, heaven within.

Gabriel means God is my Strength. This personality is full of joy in the dream-world. He is jovial and loving to children and pets, making him a great entertainer in the stories of the stars.  Creative with many doors open at once (crystal doors to destiny) and must express themselves (all within him he holds, the embrace of paradise, the space of heavenly whims, the soul begins) as a whole of the universe.  This makes him a great up-lifters in social arenas. He often takes a very ambitious and philosophical outlook on this dream, while helping others to realize all is inside, and we can build anything we dream. Because he is verstatile with an optimistic attitude, he often is very zealous and conscientious of others in his space.  This enjoyment leads to controlling their environment. The world revolves around them, which is true, usually the eldest female rules, and Grandmother's tools.  This often is a point of view, that looks from the center of the universe, and thus at times missing the whole picture.  Many times Gray people (Grandmother space, where all dreams live) complain and squander, because, so many don't always do the right thing.  It's important to allow the Gray person, to spread, the wealth, which is often abundant, with the family or Rainbow Clan.

Their urge is perfection, the soul that loves domesticity, often neat and affectionate.  We run to the gray person, like running home, when things are not turning out to well, as this is a source of infinite love. He needs to heal others with his all knowing embrace of love.  They are great story tellers, as they exude confidence, as they love beauty within and without all the children of the Rainbow.  His magnetic charm, has others seeking him out, to be loved by all.  The dream has a place to be weaved, the soul has a place to know love and life has a place to be known, as dreams unfold (blossoming).  We are often guided down the path of enlightenment, to the world of dreams come true!



Gabriel (April 11 1985) year of the buffalo, rainbow colors are Gray, golden, blue, gray. His Twin Brother Dominkus (April 11 1985) born the year of the buffalo, rainbow colors are Golden, green, blue, gray. Their Mother, Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit's rainbow colors are white (star), yellow, magenta, gray. Gabriel and Dominkus both carry golden, where the dream of brotherhood calls out to the world.  Their Mother Grandfather Holy Spirit carries yellow (dream), and soul elder to the golden color (dreamer). Grandfather Holy Spirit offers these twins, an elder flesh (white or star person) and older soul (yellow overlay), to be a perfect parent to these children.

Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit said, "When conception of the boys took place, I had a feeling of a golden ray coming into me, where they where sliding down (from heaven).  The Father of the Twin Boys, was knocked out for nearly one week, after this encounter". White Buffalo Calf Woman says, "It's heaven, that knocked Father out, because he denies, his own worshiping cup" (denial of soul self, which needs more love, lacking self esteem, due to earthly past, and only forgiveness lasts and lasts, eternal, forever). These boys can teach us many things, as children in the world, hold the hand of Father (flesh embrace), who now need come home (soul's embrace), to witness the sacred storm. The folding of light and dark, make us a happy home, after we cleanse, the room.  This place, the holy temple in God's house, the heavenly home, where all the Rainbow children roam, inside Grandmother we do believe, because she holds our sacredness, within her sacred cup.  She embraces us and drinks us up or rather, simply loves us.



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I see you
I feel you
I hear you too!
I love you
I bless you, nine sacred directions, the splendid view!


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Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!
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