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What Will Come...

By Priestess

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What Will Come... Where confusion descends with the reminiscent; Mere vagabonds’ despair deals darkness, found tranquil, And the innocent will suddenly lie. Memories become illusion to the flesh we see. Having felt a dream becomes absurd to some. ~ What will come? ~ If I cannot be driven still; to fulfill my destiny. Because my mind sees not through these caged eyes; Through the Beasts lies of man-made truth. What was here before us; before our mass? We are not the smartest ones. ~ What will come? ~ If we cannot follow Astral Gold of stories told; Of ancient colors of worlds unknown … Where is our growth? In my mind I took an oath To find myself & destiny. How can I fly if I know not What compels me to do my deeds; Who will explain all my needs? If without this … ~ What will come? ~ S.S.Snapp 1/14/01I hope you enjoy the ramblings of my mind... Written January 14th, 2001 © on Oct 30 2001 03:06 AM PST   0 • 13

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