trust is crazy the hardest times and unto tummy Joe's my voice is taken before me the time has been left alone share not the best but make sure one has been locked I cannot see nor can I have it take the one off of him stand before him and shed his light before I can do alive.
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.
Sunday, October 20, 2024
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