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The Price To Pay Everyday

The sky is blue the hue too Upon my bed, my body rest, and my reflections shine through my precious square bed by the window, the birds pass by my windowsill, to sing and upon my bed, my pillow caressed my head. Joy has come in the morning as promised my soul rests in peace with the promises of God's love flowing in what was said when God blessed the soul pay however upon my bed where I rest my head my soul, my spirits my flesh three different worlds to become one when a mirror reflex back to me myself billows roar across the lost the cost of my singleness my once was young but now my age growing old my wage my debts to pay my cross to bear the cycle of life rejuvenates sometimes how bad the cycle dresses the stage throughout without sproutsTemptations, abominations flirtations,ovations nerve races, seven heavens greets the stage with Material Heaven, Mystic Heaven Earthly Heaven and four Silent heavens Sectarian Heaven, Secular Heaven, and the Third Heaven and all need to birth. What about my flesh? My heart kneels my soul will birth in the upper realm but what about me the flesh? So this truth demanded me to open my eyes to look to hear the Voice of Reasons for so many years yet still stand to wait for you must not! Yield not to temptation for yielding is sin each victory will help you some other to win this is a temptation Regret the Birth of Desire when it is conceived gives birth to Sin then the birth spirit sin grows and grows and when Sin and desire the temptation becomes fully grown it births Death. The wages of Sin is death So what do I wait for I guess the Grave for I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels, nor principalities nor powers,nor things present, nor things to come nor height, nor depths nor any other creature shall be able to separate me from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus! Upon my bed, I sat on the edge and do wonder who will be able to be saved

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