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Wednesday, 21 October 2020

We can agree upon that

Whenever there is justice,
there is a certain touch,
the freeing of the hostage
who was not valued much.

Togetherness is served by that,
by justice finding place.
As flower light is heading at,
what counts is good to face.

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Saturday, 10 October 2020

That devil

When standing in the way, to God,
one is exactly not as blood.
And, who would do that, one may ask.
The answer is, it is all task.

The devil is like smile and pain.
No smile, that thinks, if not in vain.
So being to the devil is
ridiculous. And it is this.

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Thursday, 8 October 2020

Getting it

The night is misty, lights are few,
not clear what has become of new.
I take my chances, carry on.
I get it, fear's not to be done.

My body aches, the bites are low,
the venom trumpet not to blow.
It neither leaves me weak nor won.
I get it, fear's not to be done.

And as I spit, I make my choice.
Not to get lost with too much noise.
The Lord I do depend upon.
I get it, fear's not to be done.

The creep is not much clarion.
I get it, fear's not to be done.

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Wednesday, 7 October 2020

Keep up

If okay with the evil, no mercy there is,
and the child and the adult both vanish by this.
What appears is the beast, by which fear is the rule,
and by which what is counting, are makings of fool.

Jesus Chris said it clearly, what life is about.
To show love is what matters, to Christ sheep, not gout.
By admitting the heart which is cruel, the step glips
by which walking on earth is like series of trips.

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Monday, 5 October 2020

To the insane ones

When dependent on lie, life cannot be okay.
When the bad luck appears, it will hurt, in a way.
Lie and life are related as words, one will know.
What appears is the lie, and it will not bestow.

You have come to your senses by loosing your minds.
What appears is too frightening, anyone finds.
When collapsing, that soap bubble, it will be fine.
Mind and sense will then beautifully form and combine.

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Sunday, 4 October 2020

We all agree

Expectation to be right, you all know, is for real man to fight. Very better is to be okay than to be given want to obey. The quite foolish relies on the trust he plays game by the it serving must. One should not be so terribly rational. You know, to be is sensational.

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Friday, 2 October 2020

To be hypnotized

I believe being hypnotized is like the sea put in motion by wind and by waves of to be. One is open to weather and to any fall. And that litter ... My Lord! It is terrible, all.

One is grounded, perhaps, by the bottom and shore. There is one, though, appearing as fool and as whore. One should know, I think, know, that to God one is life by both being the daughter and being the wife.

There is much to experience in this strange world. One is to it subjected, though, one is not pearled. Quite the opposite, one is the making of pearls. And for sailing, one works for both boys, - and girls.

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