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Sleep came to me 4 times this morn’, even though torture awakened me after a short time, betwixt. A blessing compared to days before. Severely psychically attacked while my soul stood strong. There but for Thee’s grace go I. My father a tank, a beat down for hours, I 1 3/4, wasn't speaking yet, wouldn't 'til 3, he wouldn't stop knocking me out, each time I'd awake, immediately stand, never cry a tear, I knew better and something's very wrong with him. I couldn't hate then and would never. Non-humancentricity, how to be, all life are needed threads in life’s fabric, that cannot be allowed to be torn asunder, walking within nature’s balance, giving back to it’s abundance, is not only sage advise, it’s required for earthly life.
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Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 2:50 AM UTC
a blade of grass, reality’s rapier