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Where flight became stalled
Because fear stood its ground
There- is where I- was reborn
Where I relearned my reality
As broken fragments of a self
Where I’ve seen the unveilings
Of time, truth, and Holy love
Where angels cried and wept
For my salvation and healing
And I- wept along with them
Where fire seared my mission
Forged into my soul as passion
A combatant for the wounded
Of humanities silenced…truths
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I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers.
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Picture perfect, was really misleading lies.
I’m genuinely curious, do you think how we perceive things is only how we want them to be or that’s just what we tell ourselves after peeling off the curtain?
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I think both can apply to some situations however we’d have to deceive ourselves- first.
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😁 sounds easy enough.
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Yes, it can be at times… to easy.
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Excellent question.
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Awww… 💕💕
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Thank you. Such is life…
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Absolutely!
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Beautiful yet sad light .. speaking from the heart …
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Yes, I suppose it is
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