God really is up there...
or somewhere here beside me..
things are getting better...
they are.
Thank God.
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Damnant Quod Non Intelligunt
Dark for fear of failing..synapse as wide as an eye..roiling hate..death grippin my veins..unveiling rancid petals..flowering forth foul nectar..space between a blink and a tear..Death Blooms.
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