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Feb 2013
I hear a voice as it echoes through my sleep
I awake searching the dark intensely and deep
Every moment of the waited anticipation
Signals the upheavals of an ending partition
A cry of exalted joy, untarnished and pure
A finale coming for all things obscure
From the prayers of the ever faithful hopeless fool
Pitiful dreams turned into a thread of golden spool
With the promise and word by the Great divine
I gave my worship and trust in sincere sublime
Your words ever so clear and a loud testimony
Never fails to comfort and heal in every ceremony
Your bestowed reward so precious like sunshine
Resurrects this heart knowing what given is mine
Those who believe and have faith in the unknown are fools, then call me one.
erosandthanatos31nyc
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erosandthanatos31nyc  F/NY
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