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Metaphysical Developmental Progress
Many a time, I've held my head
in disbelief, often until unconscious
- a slow release, from...
in disbelief, often until unconscious
- a slow release, from...
my mind numbing growing pains
Saturday 16th December 2023 4:46 pm
soul mates
Let's let our thoughts tango and let our souls mate
my heart on my sleeve, on display
she is my armor, forever with fervor
worth the search for, pain couldn't hurt more
Her radiance blazes, visually a spectacle
her calming presence.
In essence, my mind linger.
Drift off to the cosmos. to a place where space and time coincide
I see her constellation and engage, warp drive
...Thursday 25th July 2019 2:02 am
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