this is the space were my mind's thoughts condense.where my ideas become scripted words,where emotions are sculpted into words.an exploration of a troubled mind,seeking the joys that life brings,hoping to share my joys and sorrows with the world that's listening.
....this dust blurs my vision dust particles that hurt my eyes, make me cry a little and set free a sigh of desperation a call to divinity A futile prayer to my Deity.
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