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In the deep crevices of my mind, The subconscious dwelling, There is cultivated fear, An intense story worth telling, Do you want to hear? A girl who was once naïve, Perhaps a little conditioned. But inside of her heart, There was a beat drumming strong, Awakened conscious, Never to be sleep again, Her light dimmed way too long. A woman she became, Humming to her own waves of sound, Creating revelations in her novel, That were beyond supernaturally, Poetically profound. Spiritual gifts from the heavens, Blessed by one seated at the right hand, Touched ever so faintly, For it was to be done, On exact command. Everlasting life with belief of a seed, Predisposed naturally, More innately. Her reality now created, Love now dispersed, Living inside her own world. Welcomed home to a new universe.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
The Awakened Woman
In the deep crevices of my mind, The subconscious dwelling, There is cultivated fear, An intense story worth telling, Do you want to hear? A girl who was once naïve, Perhaps a little conditioned. But inside of her heart, There was a beat drumming strong, Awakened conscious, Never to be sleep again, Her light dimmed way too long. A woman she became, Humming to her own waves of sound, Creating revelations in her novel, That were beyond supernaturally, Poetically profound. Spiritual gifts from the heavens, Blessed by one seated at the right hand, Touched ever so faintly, For it was to be done, On exact command. Everlasting life with belief of a seed, Predisposed naturally, More innately. Her reality now created, Love now dispersed, Living inside her own world. Welcomed home to a new universe.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
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