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There’s a sickness inside that’s been here as long as I. In my youth I never knew any better. Fall in with the pack, kill as much pain and discomfort as is prescribed. …

Sadness comes on the morrow. Of this as much is guaranteed.

If these words could lift like prayer, then pen in hand I’ll need.

Usually these words fall on deaf…

He came out of a western sky, as sets of wings unfolded on the clouds. 2 sets, 4 wings in all solidified “Freedom” and Power. Galloping in stride on 4 legs of a horse, “One” mighty form that demands all attention. One mighty Angel with a name to be given…


"I'm trying to make the most, with the rest of my life."

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