Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Demons lurking in the dark
While kids drive to the park
Taking time to wine and dine
There’s no more cross to line.
Hacking bridges, burning trees
No one listens to the pleas
Of preachers or teachers seen
As corrupters in between.
“In between what,” one might ask?
“There is no such thing to mask.
“Speak ye truth or make thy bed;
“Hell, just get it on ahead.”
None can foretell nor foresee
What ag’ny ‘waits those with greed,
As death creeps its shady way
I say, pray friend, you must pray.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
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Fascinating and delightfully rendered with excellent imagery and an intriguingly haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Yay! So glad you found this! Thank you for finding it and for your time and feedback! Always appreciated, my friend! 🖤🙏🦇🐦⬛🕯️
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