her sermon, her vision.

i dream of the delving into skins
the consummate connection
the fortitude of life

we mend these bridges
we teach to touch
our solitude only makes vision brighter

and i believe in the drowning of the stars
overcome by a feeling
lost in the mind
but wills connect through life

i see your face
painted like the dawn
we set these times
to meet our souls

missed steps
only made it stronger
i reach for the seeking still

you became my vision
but i tore it all down
self destruct
to self connect

i faltered before
but now times are different
the knowing is better
and i burn deeper still



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