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Aug 2017
Times changing like the seasons.  
Things are becoming more spiritual.

No longer fearing death
Every day expecting a miracle.  

The flesh isn't even a concern
it deserves to burn.  

Words heal my Soul,
it's healthy and continues to grow.  

I won't forget the pain.  

I consider it joy all the same.
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   Pagan Paul
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