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Enoch
The wind did blow the ground
shook the sky opened grace
removing all doubt as my mere
flesh unaged unharmed asencends
into the midst with him my mind
opened relieving all tampered
thought confusion and fear malice
removed compassion created
a personal gratification of solitude
while my hearts on fire I desire
only him his presence surrounds
me the sound of trumpets and
harp strings captured solace
in a trance essence illuminated
fragrances abode the sun shined
beneath my feet in a distant glare
bright brilliant heavenly hues
opened the gates as I am calmly
seated at the table of plenty
darkness vanishes within the
alurring abyss night is no more
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Yolanda Nicholsen
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