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when the demonic wildcats go on a feeding frenzy at the very center of my being while I sleep, and, yet, have been kindled fully aware, I wait for the attack to intensify because, at the very crescendo of their out of control gnawing, it is then that the voice of my guiding spirit comes to the rescue: There is only one God, is repeated, over and over and from whichever stygian forest fire they were sent, to attempt to possess me, back there they always quickly fade -- ..Monday, Jan. 7, 2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris ..NOTE: this poem is of similar theme as my poem 'Another Demonic Episode', 2002/2010 versions ~~
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
..always quickly fade
when the demonic wildcats go on a feeding frenzy at the very center of my being while I sleep, and, yet, have been kindled fully aware, I wait for the attack to intensify because, at the very crescendo of their out of control gnawing, it is then that the voice of my guiding spirit comes to the rescue: There is only one God, is repeated, over and over and from whichever stygian forest fire they were sent, to attempt to possess me, back there they always quickly fade -- ..Monday, Jan. 7, 2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris ..NOTE: this poem is of similar theme as my poem 'Another Demonic Episode', 2002/2010 versions ~~
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Jan 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
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