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Feb 2020
WHY OH WHY DOES NO ONE LISTEN?
BEING POLITE, WHILE THINKS INNER WORDS CRAZY
WAY AHEAD OF MY TIME
DISCOMFORTING, FEELING ONE'S INNER WORLD.

JUMBLED, REPETITIVE, UNCONTROLLED THOUGHTS
TURNING THE MUSIC LOUD
DISTRACTION IS THE GAME
LIVING LIKE A TUMBLE ****.

COMPELLED TO ENTER INNER SANCTUARY
A LONELY PATH, LESS TRAVELLED
LIVING ASIDE FROM FAMILY & COMMUNITY
UNSEEN PROTECTION AND GUIDANCE.

MAN IS EVOLVING
SLOWLY AWAKENING
SELF POWER BEGINS FROM WITHIN
DISCOVERING HE IS MIGHTIER THAN HE IMAGINES.

ALL IS CONNECTED
ALL IS CREATIVE
WE'RE HERE AS WATCHERS
OBSERVING EXISTENCE'S GLORIES,
Anne denada
Written by
Anne denada  65/F/Britsh Columbia/Fiji
(65/F/Britsh Columbia/Fiji)   
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