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  • "How can an average man believe in miricles when the idea of faith has no clear answer in the end?"
    and what will I do with that , while my openess always seeks a engineered mystical path?

    When the water is filled with the power of reflections, how can I expect anything but the meal of never ?

    Now, that it is the weekend I was married 50 years ago, came
    I wish I had turned off my cell phone

    The request I got was for me. 12 hour response time for approval was the deadline
    Had I ever seen the tide wait for anyone, I would wonder at my lack of patient DNA.

    Did she haunt me or the shreds left before the rain made itself known to dirt?
    Was the support dust something to be sought after, or to be known as the perfect perfume

    will I rain like this while i remain a desert when the sun speaks volumes in the days where opportunity waters our waiting

    and then the slip

    unspoken , others simply , without knowledge, build walls among undepted shores that disappear through unwatching time.
    The rain comes and you are blessed. You refused to do a thing. but Create


    what shore, do you touch?
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