i have no questions
only manifestations
just to elude
that which is imbued
no more confusions
among the illusions
reality is such
to keep in touch
to hold a stone
i will not moan
we hold it in joy
and boy oh boy
in this keepsake i know im not fake
for today and tomorrow
i will not feel sorrow
from a faith
thats gained and held
like the fusion that it weld
its good to feel these powers
surrounding me
like a valley of flowers
remembering these
in my final hours
with my new birth
i know how much im worth
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There is no more confusion among illusion. This is wonderful that you have no question on manifestations. Valley of flowers surrounds you beautifully. You are nice ever in composition. A beautiful poem is shared.
you make me feel good
with joy
thanks for your comment
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