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Jan 2020
Can not believe the greenness in your earthly
manner, being still, touching heart, growing
deep in voice, consistency of spirit.

Can not bear to see your eyes in pain as
you try to carry burdens without measured
balanced temperament.

( Not at this time)

No reason to think indifferent of images
causing confusing among a possible thought
welded in truth, not illustrated in mind, heart
and soul.

(Not at this time)

Greenness grows deeper as mind unfolds
the power within the template of unconscious
wisdom.

(Not at this time)

Locked treasures away for a time, when power
reigns through multidimensional humans
destroying plant life on earth by destructive
methods of experiments, killing the spirit
of man through destroying all living
for a purpose still not known that survival
shall always exist with or without a
fight.

(Not at this time)

2020DerenaBree(All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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