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A star Is to be born, Unplugged From its conspicuous flesh, Nonpareil soul--vibrant colours That mesh. Unrivalled, Big, Brilliant and unique At core, Eternal splendor--growing Forevermore A light so brilliantly bright, An energy So powerfully electric, But ever so light. Free, Reborn into infinite life, The sun and moon Extend their immediate family, Just, as husband and wife. A star Is to be born--metaphorically Speaking, Death of flesh... A soul transitioning, No longer in pain, No longer seeking. Immortal in God's domain... Eternally free of pain. By Lady R.F. (C)2018
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
Death Of Flesh
A star Is to be born, Unplugged From its conspicuous flesh, Nonpareil soul--vibrant colours That mesh. Unrivalled, Big, Brilliant and unique At core, Eternal splendor--growing Forevermore A light so brilliantly bright, An energy So powerfully electric, But ever so light. Free, Reborn into infinite life, The sun and moon Extend their immediate family, Just, as husband and wife. A star Is to be born--metaphorically Speaking, Death of flesh... A soul transitioning, No longer in pain, No longer seeking. Immortal in God's domain... Eternally free of pain. By Lady R.F. (C)2018
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
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