Having a tough time reading thru you
Now the lights are gone
Trying to guide this little candlelight with my shaky
palms
The light grows wild and full of the strange twists of
the world
I put it back on its hold
Caring so it doesn’t fall
But the empty world beckons to it again and again
Bothering its tranquility and to this vanity it plays
But no, tonight you must be with me
Though moths, wigs and the lots bother you my
light
You shake and wave about on your might
You shine forth like a Suns glow on a snow white
As a cracky ice and a dying Earths blight
A pointer; God is true love
And for Gods love, I loved you dear reader
I share you this message from God.
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