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May 2015
Your eyes be given to the Great Beholder
His days are your thousand years.
You are but a breath;
But here I am, to stretch out
Every pile of your foundation.
Only by grace, never will you be pit-slipped.

Let darkness be not proud of itself
I have come to bring halt those terrors
Even those rebellious thoughts of yours
All together, they’re leeches to your soul;
I will arise your soul instead,
Only if you let me change your heart.

I never am distant, let me hold your life;
You can breakthrough the dark in defense
I’ll arise with His Light, w/ the Heaven’s army
And we shall meet as my Kingdom come.

Bright is the moon; impure are the stars
But you are ever-special to me
Never had your course be shifted
By the Throne Beholder.

I’ve known you very well,
Truth, I give to You
I am your Blood Donor.
You breathe, “Yahweh”
For I have restored our entity.

Never will I leave my heritage,
Coz you are my heritage,
And inside of you is a living generation.
You are more than my life; you are my life.
*Only, will you allow me be your life?
The Poetic Architect
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The Poetic Architect  F/PPC Palawan, Philippines
(F/PPC Palawan, Philippines)   
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