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There are times... when we are so close so intimately in tune that we breath... speak... steal a glance in sync... My heaven. There are times... when nothing works timing is wrong chosen words trigger anger tones... exasperate... My Hell. There are times... when there is nothing I can't say to you... and others when there is nothing I CAN say My Purgatory. There are times... when I doubt everything and everyone my ego and anger can throw me off coarse I will always come home to you.... My Spirituality.
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May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 7:31 AM UTC
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There are times... when we are so close so intimately in tune that we breath... speak... steal a glance in sync... My heaven. There are times... when nothing works timing is wrong chosen words trigger anger tones... exasperate... My Hell. There are times... when there is nothing I can't say to you... and others when there is nothing I CAN say My Purgatory. There are times... when I doubt everything and everyone my ego and anger can throw me off coarse I will always come home to you.... My Spirituality.
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May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 7:31 AM UTC
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