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Through Life and Death, my Love

Through life and death, my love: without exception: I love
Of the unseen. And diamond tears flood the heart. We have
Loved, via vibrations. We have died unto resurrection. And
Life, a cage of fury. Thus our fallen souls, death upon
Whetstones. And knotted fears, our ghostly birth. My emerald
Dream, fulcrum of my sanity: I love the unseen. Thus my
Sculptress, I perish in reverie. And the house of lies, my
Tender soul; but depth the spirit, my sacred Chantress.

Our souls are printed, manic and scarred. And every tarot wails
Affliction. But sun to light, our fabled dreams. Thus we perish,
Alive in death. My mantra love, life and splendor. We live
The mystic, awash in voids. And penchant visions, plague the
Heart. Thus we dance the lake of pearls. And death to life, our
Rising flame; adrift the heavens, fraught with pain. 

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Glenn Marchand,

Excellent write, My applause, My Nomination

  • Our souls are printed, manic and scarred. And every tarot wails
  • Affliction. But sun to light, our fabled dreams. Thus we perish,
  • Alive in death. My mantra love, life and splendor. We live
  • The mystic, awash in voids. And penchant visions, plague the
  • Heart. Thus we dance the lake of pearls. And death to life, our
  • Rising flame; adrift the heavens, fraught with pain

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Our souls are printed, manic and scarred. And every tarot wails
Affliction. But sun to light, our fabled dreams. Thus we perish, , really loved this Glenn Well done xx

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