Death is our only freedom that can be heard from miles away from the distant stars of the light year. and what is to be heard can only be good. if the things that we hear about our parents are a sin in one's mind or can never be forgotten then cover them up. as so to the oldest of that family that would naturally serve those who are younger in that family not to be able to see through one's nakedness when we are alone and never in harm's way.
heaven was small and i had it in hand and in the DARKNESS OF MY HAND, i had a cottonwood tree seed that would entangle life on a planet or another uncreated world that could not be seen until i opened my hand and there the light within had shown darkness darker and lonely. then i saw her in all Her apparel and i fell in love for the first time in the dark of the night when she was there looking for Me.
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