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Don't know what's coming

In the days to follow

But my heart

Has been carved hollow.

A static soul,

An image glued to a paper

Folded up.

Hidden from the world.



But I am

Desperately reaching out

For a transcendence.

To bleed

Into black holes

My dependence on me

Away.



There is a road ahead

Promising to sew

My broken words

Into a sentence.

It is all I want

And I have been blessed

By an earthly figure

Of hazel

Resplendence

To find my way

Through the rigors.



I shall

With God's will

And my own

Be lifted from judgment

Forever

Into an quantum correlation

Where I will change

Indefinitely

Once His love for me

Is measured...