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By Death's Door
(1) IN all of the pain & hurt in all of the hurtful words since Birth i hear my name screaming through the woods of nature (2) "Still cold & damp but the winds and nature are friends ~ gone too long since you left us" : AND HEAVEN SENT a wave to the, "no-ones" so half the world in darkness from Niburu and all the world's people scream & leave. (2.1)i am the NO ONE i am the defeated i am hanging my head all within my FEAR ! (3) Grossly dis-configured by Einstein's equation of time dilation we ARE NOW the, "Will Be Was" of the DEAD. :: ;;01-20-2017 :: POET'S COMMENTARY 1: wHEN i WAS born i remember hearing sounds and seeing bright lights. I had just been born. 2: After-birth all upon my skin. The instincts of a newborn are reasoned by pure nature. It was so COLD to be in this world after I was born! 2.1: These three lines express how I feel being human. 3: And with a twist of my mind I am expressing how spiritual life collides with the physical being of humans. I feel that time itself burns our life's wick (the stem of a candle).
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