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On Thursday night, when stars align, The free spirit centre opens its sign. With laughter and sorrow, a healing embrace, We gather together, each in our space. The whispers of spirits, the veil gently thins, A night of mediumship where each soul begins. With plenty of refreshments and stories untold, In circles of silence, connections unfold. Though alone we may wander in life's gentle plea, We leave as a family, spirits set free. Come join us this Thursday beneath the moon's light, For a journey through whispers in the heart of the night.

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