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Lonesome No-thing Lonesome No-thing I call to you. And from every corner you will hear; will have granted these things I have wished for as long as I know no fear. No doubt of this infinite presence. So shout of this thing incessant. So luminescent that the light of it, the smallest glimpse through the dark to the height of it awakens me from my slumber. Folds the seams and brings me under the illusions that made me wonder If This was meant for me. Then ignites the Life and Light centering so that I can see with as much clarity as is equal to the pull of this unity upon the God inside the three- fold creature I was meant to be. The Life that I AM And leave the rest to be forgotten so that we can RE-MEMBER Together.
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May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 2:18 PM UTC
Lonesome No-thing
Lonesome No-thing Lonesome No-thing I call to you. And from every corner you will hear; will have granted these things I have wished for as long as I know no fear. No doubt of this infinite presence. So shout of this thing incessant. So luminescent that the light of it, the smallest glimpse through the dark to the height of it awakens me from my slumber. Folds the seams and brings me under the illusions that made me wonder If This was meant for me. Then ignites the Life and Light centering so that I can see with as much clarity as is equal to the pull of this unity upon the God inside the three- fold creature I was meant to be. The Life that I AM And leave the rest to be forgotten so that we can RE-MEMBER Together.
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May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 2:18 PM UTC
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