Rddrddpatpatpat.
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Dear heart of Gold
let me know it's you I pleed.
What a deep blue sea and devil
to not know so I can freely point my need to you for I  know you would help and I really don't mind
your contempt at this late time.
I survived on the measure of people's contempt without provocation by means of jealousy envy and malice from every one on my path
I learned to spit it all out
to not to end up as them a hater,
without chooing all their hatred I kept all my teeth still missing wisdom molars and one other.
My last treasure is my mental and physical health which I treasure.
I don't use nor abuse bad habits
of any kind, but I am in a pit of
lack and homelessness.
Please dear abundance build me an abode as you once desired to do so.
R.D D.
Patpatpatpat.
I NEED YOU ITS TIME.
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By Karijinbba.
11-2021.USA.

I write of mine inner most
feelings as ye had ventured
in thine ink to me ons before.
Our paradise my father's forestland
there was I my dad's queen of our  Sierra Madre green tree land
Oh! Adam a hero lives in thee.
Thou it seems not too long yee
have stood and looked down
one ancient road on our path
as far as thine eye could see
to where it bent in
the undergrowth.
There mine soul layed long
upon a grieving stump

True love soul redeemer youv
Earth might pass away
but not thine word.
Oh hold me near thine heart
this Eve knowed thee.
and thine beige yarn
on finger, I still wear.
~~~~.
Mr.And Mrs. Andrews
with Karijinbba.

Once a year its champagne!
I feel calm passionate and teary.
It gets my head to Paris
  As life is broken down goes out
in transition or revelation,
there's a greàter darkness then the one we inadvertently fight,
the darkness of the soul
that has lost its way.
I was chosen by great sages crossing paths the sting of my blindfold lingers noone sees hope or their future, or where it leads we know only that it's bought in pain and sacrifice.
Letting go what I loved the most.
was eternal loss, having
no reparation, neither in time,
nor in eternity.
My love river is truth it's mouth is
cosmic creation.
He measured sensuality
secretively, and in shadows 
he showed me feathers of half
a man syllhuette of him,
and feels guilty I just fill in blanks,
why smack a devolving face?
And what the heck!
I first measure people in trust.
then love, as true love is rare.
Trust tells love where to roam.
Love can't be made perfect
in distrust nor fear of rivals.
When I give my heart I do,
When I share my dreams too.
I do not drown in midnight
   dew not retreat;
but I won't take sand in my eyes.
After the loving I go from rags
to riches in his love or shine
to wiser horizons..
~~~~~~~~~
Mr and Mrs Andrews.
At Karijinbba