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Apr 2018
It is from what birth
I saw my cause
As but a stone in the depths
Of Hellish fronts
To serve but a bridge
So those lost in darkness
May find their true place
In Light
But some time passed
As my stone started to burn
An angelic light
Found me and saw my worth

Since that fateful day
I feel freed from my bounds
Just hoping
And endless praying
To meet the divine beauty
That captivated my sight
Seemingly ages ago
Who continues to whisper in the night
As I cannot pull away
From the shimmer and wisdom
Of the starlight
Deep into her eyes
As each glimmer
Quickly proves to be
But mere fragments of
Her divine soul

It is but a source
So strange, yet so familiar
It is but a lesson in life
And a heart of warmth
Untapped and hidden
By the corrupt of souls
As it seeks to find a way out
The deepest pieces of my very being
Just wish to be there to help
In any form she may see fit
But it is with hope
That I pray the angel I seek
Knows that my intention
Is not to add toxicity to her life
But to join my own to hers
To lead us to serenity
To help as many as we can
And to flourish against the odds
Dakota T Frandsen
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Dakota T Frandsen  23/M/Idaho
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