Dear David,
Permission, lend, the voice, others trend, the voices bend, are others treading nightmares lend, the same angel, gripping night, and one voice, questions tending expiring, answers I cannot hear, or conversations tear, the landings missions, are they held, in a gift, and if so, can you clear?
How silence, is it a gift, or around a table, a position held in loft, an expiry date, my name a shielded difference, a table never sat in physicality, a voice uncalled, yet a cloak, the garment wounds the shroud I tear dwell?
Do you wish to garment unfold light, then invitation extend, permission lend, not fight, I am not a piece in a crying fold, six points old, just a crying compass, one point guidance, I do cry, is it bold?
I fold the position crying soft, just I, inclusion, not a child to drip sound, doubt. That other doorways open flame, the next is it, how I wait the day, the cadence, can I flip the pathways last tilt mow, or again another doorway sow, the first to death, the folly kept, yet how grip one morsel, the guidance, in trust, I know in guidance not foe, or lend, or permission trending nightmares tend. If only a garment held true, held all paths the guidance one guiding flame, in trust held tame, in healing, protection, and sanity cleared to the stem, the circumference naked, and I held true, the final licked continuation, and hands sworn comfort renew?
How can I help, a table wept, when never started, then how I do call just two hands, suffering, in knowings sane, of just a little company, a lit passage, a vision tame? I think, I do, too, renew, how writings sane, and I, too grew. A little thought, a fold as thought, how nothing really, in renewal is happening out there fought. That nothing savoured in gifts to part, I have no proof, just one mission guidance clear, to part. And healing company a document clear, is it my name, in evidence tame, or nothing written all, to claim, just wings, around the vessel sane, and stripped all evidence, a lair, hurt grain, the shame I tilt in evidence arrears, how nothing written, nothing pairing sowing gear, and what morsel a library, a shield light to cheer?
The library, hand extend, can I get the name, clear?
What angel tear, strapping birth, the library, I cannot this path exclude, another angel documents, next, I do well, the tear, the hanky theft, how a name, surrender, my name, stone, do chisel the tone, the tear grip night. I spread the coin even might, and my castle, has equal pairing fight, to see my name in heaven kite!
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