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Jul 2021
I can conjure up
over twenty ecstatic faces
still can feel electrifying vibes
the heat of the moments in staccatos
no two halleluiahs choruses are images alike
but the powered ascent to the top is well mapped
and the walking staff is thick sturdy smooth and strong
I have assailed more summits than twenty years of Sundays
my companions have heaped praises galore and pledged devotions
in respite I revisits knowing they are very few as such and I'm lucky
to be the wondrous one that provokes such bitter envy in lesser sapiens
put together with knowledge truth and wisdom how can I be unelated
in my deep deep well providence have graced with the waters of light
Hahaha, hahaha....hahahaits just pure honest emotions ok, that helps as wel...the balance of mind, body and spirit. No it can't be copied or imitated, guess I'm just fortunate. How can I resist....come here....hahaha, hahaha, haha you even like my laugh....that's funny hahaha, well I like yours too....
Hey, remember what I always say, Goodness comes from within and stays within to nourish the soul...Stay sweet
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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