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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Reflecting back unto October of the year two-thousand and six Believing, that I had journied to a place to simply post a few poes Souls notes.... Poured through time; until one day out of the blue, November came; turning the page?! Purpose had arrived I thought; handed to myself by an Angel; now in bloom ~ Three and a half years had passed aneath the bridge since then and, going on four When I realized, the true reason of why I was led.... And this is when everything began to unfold amid the seemingly bizarre As one within a Stephen King novel; brushed amongst darker shades as that of Poe These deeper clarities of why I was born; retrospects concerning all things; delivered!? Standing afore the realm of infinite and, at the threshold of everlasting ~ As "Christ" whom came as a lamb to be sacrificed; to return, as a Lion of conquerance; I Am This "Temple," pondering the muse of canvas framed moments.... Ludicrous; only the sandals which wear not empathy; a place beyond many eyes?! I have beheld both ends of the spectrums ultimates within, pure love and hate Each, piercing and penetrating unto the very cores of, my deepest being.... Yet, I ask myself today: why does hate cling so tightly; these vapours it holds; for Wherein is hope? Wherein is life? What reward? What, curse has claimed such fate? Whom among Humanity has ever been, what was not created and or caused!? The fruits of pain; tears, washed away.... Reflecting back unto October of year two-thousand and six ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A date, with destiny ~
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