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Drifted Dreams

The long-drawn-out throb of my core, Mounting up my red lane, It is so cold, my eyes are all sore My atonements have been in bane, One swell of solecism Exonerating mine deeds unfeasible to deem, My soul cries to death My beautiful dreams drifted.

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Date: 12/14/2024 9:20:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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