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Jan 2020
Beautifully Broken...

And so
Even a master falls
Down from heaven
To lose it all

Hell is but pain
We hold in our hearts
Pushing our lies
In our grocery carts

Behind my eyes
I see me crawl
No where to fly
Behind these walls

It's only a glitch
In the mind set of fear
In need of control
It's "I" that steers

A human condition
Assigned to a dream
Beautifully Broken
Priestess less Priest

The comfort of sorrow
Darkens our hope
Holding to tight
To the noose of the rope

Let go and fall
Into the void
Somewhere beyond
This life we destroy

Awake the Master
And come back home
Don't believe the lies
For we are never alone!


Dear Priestess
Please come back
........................
Traveler Tim


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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
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