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Dec 2015
Thats what we call it...
When you get so beat up
You can't walk anymore

But then you do.
you always do.

Except maybe this one time
when You say
I reached as High as I could
and I still couldn't reach
the highest Star of my Dreams

the one that really mattered.
Apology...
For trusting people
who didn't give a ****

First, I thought it was my Center
Then I thought it was my City
Then I found it was the Nation
And when all came down to Who's Who
and whats, what
It was the WHOLE  ******* WORLD!!!

Invited into My Prayer Room
the very chambers of my Heart
My innocence.... tied down with a chain
from THE VERY  sorrows of my Being
work that was being Done

The shame of it
my shame,... for being weak in that moment
unknowing Trust, that opened the Door..

You froze for me,.. and I froze for myself

Family, Co-workers, Community..
PrayErs!!... not a one who held the light with me

not down this dark Alley..
Only to the beginning place.
not here.....not this

APOLOGY
Made of the finest Matter,
It is Pure Sunlight
thru the Tears of God
Cave of Death Renewal

Eye of Horus
Announcement of another way of Being
True Love form those Who Care for Me
Love..

So I think I will Announce.

Only God Gets To make that Decision
Only God

Miracles are not just for the Rich
Not just for the Strong,
Not just for the Powerful, Or the Best....
Miracles are for Everyone

And God know's I've shown that I am everyone...
rejector, protector, ******* salesman, Vanity Hero, Loser, even victor
for all my overcoming.. I won, over my Own Giving Up..

More willing to wear the mantle of Humanity than any other
Not even close to Perfect
Fragile...in the Moltenness of the Earth
Cosmic See,
of
Divination
I guess, you just have  to have sorrows, to have sorry..  Sorry=Christ
KathleenAMaloney
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