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And Then The Light Came (Automatic Writing)

April 13, 2013

From the dead beacons came living stars

I became lost in foundness as my old self thrust forward and into who I once was – lousy lost afraid downturning upwards.

Fucked in a presence of aloneness with nowhere to run my heart pumped joy of anger for all to see and fuck what they thought – it was is what it was and so the lost lonely will not pray for my soul for it is already saved.

Thank fuck.

Thank fuck.

Thank fuck this was only a process.


Copyright Me 2013. Buy it (or similar stuff) don’t steal it: ‘Dark Wisdom’.

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