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Watching, caring, knowing, wondering why the beauty of the heart towers like a staircase winding to the mind? Sharpness cuts deeply for concern, where knowledge touches our secret vaulted memory. Believers count to the point of awareness till truth soon must make the decision who are believers or non-believers? Silently, with an attentive mind, playing tricks while others demonstrate the importance of being a believer or a discontented confused individual. Living and love have a place all their own locked away in solitude for a second of adulterated lameness what attracts power of mind and soul? Believers become believers by accepting their higher self without denial. Copyright ⓒ DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)
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Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 6:55 PM UTC
Watching the Believers
Watching, caring, knowing, wondering why the beauty of the heart towers like a staircase winding to the mind? Sharpness cuts deeply for concern, where knowledge touches our secret vaulted memory. Believers count to the point of awareness till truth soon must make the decision who are believers or non-believers? Silently, with an attentive mind, playing tricks while others demonstrate the importance of being a believer or a discontented confused individual. Living and love have a place all their own locked away in solitude for a second of adulterated lameness what attracts power of mind and soul? Believers become believers by accepting their higher self without denial. Copyright ⓒ DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)
harriet-shea
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80/F/Mesa Arizona
Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 6:55 PM UTC
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