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Something Else
When I; some way some day, became and become; in a state of pure, and uttermost bliss, it doesn't last? I'd guess that'll be right, whereas I would proceed forth into our vast universe's magnetic field. From within my body's, mind's soul. Wonderous, bright, powerful love - vibrations of positivity. Looking forward to finding an elusion. The way to the path. To elude the fate. The right of way; me being me. On this day, I can be free, free to love, to feel; if only able to achieve what’s been so close.
By Kennee Marie7 years ago in Poets