was certain of the surety
naturally knew real purity
automatically mojo of an entity
the mother of daemon angels
loves them all equally
may know the will of their fathers
through close contact with the dragon
and be sure of love everlasting
much to the surprise of all judges
but nevermind
the edict is simple
love one another
either up close and personal
or thankfully distanced
there's no eviction or exit
fixing elixir
neither interest in the vapid
nor obliteration of memory
nor hiding resentful ego flotsam
step up the starway
sight the horizon literally everlasting
including voids
outsourcing everything
this big leaving
is true abandon
vulnerability eventually myth
marking my words
invisibly
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susan marie loehe
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