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Mar 2017
You speak to me in moments of apprehension and letting go.
You have given something to me and its clear I know.
God is this you, or some of your workers...
A thousand beams of light .
A voice in the darkness, saying, love you can see me
Just open your eyes.
I am gleaming Burning, SO bright.

Dear God if thats you, then why am I here...

If this isn't home Then I want to go.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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