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Dec 2014
This girl's now in heaven
She has chosen a god among the brethren.
Tonight flexing
But only for her.
He keeps his talents secret
But some truths cannot be hidden.
He could father her children
But he's a man on a mission.
No longer missing the point
Helping others is his joint,
He needs no love
For he has enough.
What he plans to do
Is throw away plans and such.
Live spontaneously
Invent creatively.
She sees this
And she's curious.
But she's also nervous.
Funny how cute she is
She's sort of like a little kid
But much more filled in.
I won't let her win,
Because it's not what she wants.
She wants to flaunt,
And I want separation to stop.
I want to lead the truth to the lost.
I want to crumble my desires
And leave what was forgot.
Who can help me do this?
The world is sure to produce one.
Is it her?
Maybe not.
But I know who is.
The question is, am I ready?
No.
Patience
Each fearless action
One step in her direction.
To the girl I love. The love may come from inside me, but it is she that does remind me, of how to be a fearless kindred spirit of the earth.
Emanuel
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   Devon Webb
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