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The Voice 2

I am a Father A father of two One an Angel, The other an Imp (devil). The Angel starves And is waxed lean But every second, the imp fattens Feasting on my violence.

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Date: 1/20/2024 7:26:00 AM
The thoughts we think subconsciously is what either forms an angel or devil of our experience.This poem is to reveal to us how I created a monster for myself who kept eating me up each and everyday I misused my power of thought and fell a victim of bad and negative experiences .so let's use our thoughts in positive way..
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