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RAT a TAT TAT

Like a meteor shower Hailing down from heights unknown TRUTH bombs dropping every hour Into a heart where WORD has been sown Opening up new possibilities Unimaginable til now The VOID in every door jam Beckoning rhythm to bow Sorrow and grief want to dance With depression upon the back Swing, two three, jump, and glide Over the dip, missing the crack ...where LOVE embraces lack Written by Trudy Schrader on 11-19-2023

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Mat Ignacio

Date: 11/19/2023 5:29:00 PM

well said -

Mat Ignacio
Date: 11/20/2023 7:50:00 AM

glimmers and flashes, barely coming into the folds of the subconscious, it is a small, fragile beacon of light indeed -

Trudy Schrader
Date: 11/20/2023 2:14:00 AM

Thank you. Processing is very difficult, as of late. The VOID is so dense. It's hard to follow LIGHT when you get flashes...just enough to get direction.