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hello dearest Keith thank you my friend ❤️
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hello beautiful one thank you graciously for the love her it’s felt ❤️
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Who’s to say when our godhead or universe should speak to each of us. There may be an unknown equation that determines when the voices appear. Is it possible that others are impersonating our universe and we’re reacting to feedback. Just a question Lady, tight
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God as I understand him created the demons…they are a part of our universe…God himself is very dark look at the world and even nature it’s not hard to tell when he is pissed off just people pretend they don’t…he has instruments of darkness to experience the other aspects of his personality as well as being kind humble and a genius… when I complain about innocence he tells me you don’t know that being or what they need… so there it is the way I understand things ❤️
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you too sweet lady good morning ❤️
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Read Morewith culted bane I speak profaneobscure morose, masturbating my insanitydilligently scribing my death daystime spent in the company of demonstalking to the world through a fogno one to tell, no one believes meon specters and ghostsfaulty little imperfection I...
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I would not be afraid to know the worst of you. Some well put together. 🖤💜
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thank you dearest Jim no one but God ever see the worst of me…I keep a reign over myself the best I can… I am dark ❤️I appreciate your thoughts…
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excellent write
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thank you graciously dearest poet I see you changed your pen name ❤️
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Read MoreF𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥, 𝔞 𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔶, 𝔞 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔲𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱.ℑ𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔡 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔣-𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱, 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔶.𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔲𝔪𝔢...
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Fia Naturie posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
Okay, I am stuck with this, but I am trying.
Was born with eyes wide open
To be prepared for the truth
No one seemed to care or wanted to offend
What had happened on the roofTime withholds memories in a box
We crawl, then stand, and eventually walk
As a rusty key enters an unforgiving lock
Uttering words before learning to talk6 Comments-
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Fia, you really need to study the lesson more thoroughly for a complete understanding.
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I am going to. By next week it should be better.
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I hope so … the topic is very interesting, if you can get it into proper Sonnet format. : )
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I’m trying
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For examples, you might read and study some of my posted sonnets, applying what you’ve learned from the lesson to become a bit more familiar with the Sonnet format … you should have it down by next week’s session. It doesn’t have to be perfect, just show a basic understanding we can build on.
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okay
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Marvelous write Brenda. You always capture the emotions and feelings so perfectly.