'Writing as a source of Godliness
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Night so young,
Innocently,
Just out of teens,
Bravely.
First time in a club,
Not so easy,
Try to look relaxed,
Getting typsy.
Music in our ears,
Start dancing,
Angel
From a distance the sound of feathers
A whole host of words whispered
As if you haven't already heard its saving message
In silence we become unshackled
From this bitter place of cold ego's
It's crazy.
There's this thing:
I possess, I implode, I am u t t e r l y surrounded by some Great-Gentle Sway.
The Eternal One.
Sustainer.
Peace-Maker;
