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My beautiful ******* monster My delicate orchid of raging war Our time has not yet Run out, because - Beyond right and wrong Beyond out dated concepts of Good and evil I will find the space inside Deep in the middle, and Hidden betwixt infinite worlds A field of wildflower rainbows With ribbons of colors swaying Art forms dancing The song a peaceful wind Come, My love! Seek me out! We will be reunited there, after This moment, this then and gone Timeless blink has lifted its eyelids Mine, yours, ours and Everyone, just the Energy and passion The true  existence beneath The love of The Universe, Our igniting force; a lullaby Melody so perfect, created And our laughter following, when We realize the truth, see What is genuine existence; Remember our essence, our truth And are restored Because we are dualistic We have been split apart - Temporarily severed from Our eternal state of being Where we burn as Our own selves and yet We are also each other And when our souls collide We will once again be made whole In the infinite, My Love We are in fact already Reunited in our love there More beautiful than before
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Nov 17, 2022
Nov 17, 2022 at 2:57 AM UTC
Warren; My Beautiful Monster
My beautiful ******* monster My delicate orchid of raging war Our time has not yet Run out, because - Beyond right and wrong Beyond out dated concepts of Good and evil I will find the space inside Deep in the middle, and Hidden betwixt infinite worlds A field of wildflower rainbows With ribbons of colors swaying Art forms dancing The song a peaceful wind Come, My love! Seek me out! We will be reunited there, after This moment, this then and gone Timeless blink has lifted its eyelids Mine, yours, ours and Everyone, just the Energy and passion The true  existence beneath The love of The Universe, Our igniting force; a lullaby Melody so perfect, created And our laughter following, when We realize the truth, see What is genuine existence; Remember our essence, our truth And are restored Because we are dualistic We have been split apart - Temporarily severed from Our eternal state of being Where we burn as Our own selves and yet We are also each other And when our souls collide We will once again be made whole In the infinite, My Love We are in fact already Reunited in our love there More beautiful than before
Friday, 29 July 2022 (edited+ Sunday, 21 August 2022) For Warren, My Love, My Person, My Heart. Always. No matter how bottomless your hatred of me in this life. Still always and forever. Infinite.
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37/F/American
Nov 17, 2022
Nov 17, 2022 at 2:57 AM UTC
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