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Good Food For Thought

Good Food For Thought

Floating comfortably
enjoying the calm

Sincerely loving
my new self

Good...

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Progress

Step by step
day by day

Amidst darkness
within the pain

Step by step
...

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Pay In, Buy In, SOLD!

Pay In, Buy In, SOLD!

When enriched with scars deeply rooted one may never fully overcome

Our mind an infinite place of...

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Twenty-Twenty, Happy...

Our picture shows Cody’s first day with us.

Twenty-Twenty, Happy Birthday Cody

Oh our precious Soulmate, today marks twenty years;
Since the day your Mommy bore you, with six...

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Maya bishop

Eyes forward

Eyes forward at all times

That put me In some shines

A shine called cold

A...

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GOD IS GRACIOUS

JUST TO NAME A FEW THINGS GOD IS GRACIOUS BECAUSE,
HE LOVES US, AND HAS DIED FOR OUR SINS, YOURS AND...

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JOIN THE CLUB

WHAT CLUB? THE BELIEVER'S CLUB, JOIN THE CLUB,
JESUS MADE A BELIEVER OUT OF ME OH PRAISE HIS NAME....

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Struggle to write

Witnessed courtesy the following poetic sight
especially when dark shadows foretell edge of night...

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Northern Lights

Northern Lights

A multi-colored area in the sky made you kinda sigh,
and realize that God's beauty shouldn't pass...

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Kontula Station

The glass doors open on their own,
Above them, on a red stripe,
is the station name
In...

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Secret Door

Secret Door

Hidden and mysterious
The Door where everyone wants to go
Where Milk and Honey are prophesied...

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Just in Case it Still Matters

Just in case
it still matters
or for what it
might yet still
be worth .....

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One Day Closer

One Day Closer

Just another day closer than my first, just another minute closer to my time. Just...

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Special Needs

Special Needs

In second grade
the teacher
announced that I
was "special needs"

A lot of...

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so blinded

so blinded

only the ending matters
today in thoughts
for now

we are at this stop
how...

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Mrs Munro

A woman from 1914,
Grafted her soul out since she was 15,
Worked in a mill, helped her family...

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Pro Active Death Prep

Pro Active Death Prep

Enjoy the void..

Embrace the serenity
of glorious monotony..

For the final...