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Rapture: Notes of an Online Journal

”Rapture”


As gravitation muscles flex,
Draws in the vice of cranium,
Its barometric pull and stretch,
Cylindrical of warpage deep.

This conflagration witch’s hex,
Repeats each minute vehement.
To have me roll my eyes and weep,
Confound and force my river spent.

Release this curse, I utter now;
We are the worshipers that bend.
Before the storm, let go the gate,
The deluge of the rapture send!




NaPoGloPoWriMo 2019
Written by Heaven_sent_Kathy
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