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Ism
Dizzing is the way
seeking forever
my secrets scribed inside me
Little faith evolving from doubt
with a neediness of nature
to obscure the revelations being made
Witnesses beauty
beholding the day
within the sacred chambers praying
for a miracle or two
Aware of his presence
I awknowledge his truth
My honesties pale
I am nothing but a misfit child of scorn
winding her way down from a cloud
Lingering too long in Nod
my Father with a puff of wind
blows me homeward
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