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 Jan 2022 SøułSurvivør
Maddy
When does one push the stop button?
When the noises in your head get so loud you stop them before they explode
Leaving you to wonder do you leave well enough alone
Just leave
Pick up the pieces and move forward
Is there anything left of what used to be?
Has the virus destroyed so much that all we do is stand still?
While others try another approach
Sweetness has been lost in the air


C@rainbowchaser2022
You want to be healed,
but when is the last time you spent the time and effort to heal another?

You want to be blessed,
yet when have you taken time out of your day to bless another?

You pray for a sign,
Yet your eyes and ears are shut for the answer

You beg for money for your needs,
but when have you heeded another's plea?


Give

Time, money, prayers, food, help, support whatever is needed

Keep your eyes open

Treat others how you pray and cry out to be treated when you are alone

Do these things and you will never lack in any portion of life
 Jan 2022 SøułSurvivør
ryn
.
Second by second
Time flits by so, so quickly
Lost in the abyss

.
 Jan 2022 SøułSurvivør
ryn
The irony of a life unshackled -
seemingly an advocate for freedom.

But only to find its beats forlorn,
as it serviced payments for past follies’


ransom.
 Jan 2022 SøułSurvivør
ryn
.

A tombstone
that lays unseen…
Unmarked
but known to a few.

”Herein
lies a heart
that beats
in syncopation -
for two.”


.


anyone
with half a brain
(right OR left)
knew it would turn out
like this
I knew as soon as they hyped-up Covid and permitted mail-in ballots.
Just say “NO” to global re-set:
https://www.bitchute.com/channel/vioTr8bGOlJi/
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