Summoned to labor from Genesis to last verse in the book of Revelations.. Adapting in and out of prophecy like frost on a Bourbon Rose petal...drifting nigh to our peerless intentions ..every minute matters.. Sifting through our thoughts from one end to the other...  depression is today's forcast or an alleged hallucination. Perserving yesterday sins in an old Mason Jar... constant reminders ... Yet a brisk of renewed energy for an imposed mind is a new admission that perhaps breathes life into a vivid existence ....or transpire into a vapor of zero visibility.
SYQ222
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Coalhouse says: Dope |
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SYQ222 says: Coalhouse that mean so much ciming from you! Thanks |
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LP45 says: Great write Steph. Diggin' your vision on this piece. Thanks for sharing. |
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2b2b2 says: Brilliant Take....WOW...thanks for sharing!! |
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gmcgee325 says: Great visual... amazing write â¤ï¸ |
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Charles2 says: Like the imagery... Sounds pretty deep... serious look at self... saving soul(s) ...or missing in action...bracing for the reentry |
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