planting seeds for thee my lord.
(For My Friend Cherie.)
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how is it that
i ate dirt and
looked into the
face of god?
is heaven
what
you dig for?
a world
beyond what
is preached
by frauds?
(and babylonian
whores.)
without faith
my works would
be dead..
the spirit
in me
spoiled...
and so I
keep it in
my head!
while tilling
this soil
of discord.
(planting
seeds
for thee
my lord.)
for Cherie.
because I can
be dark any day
of the week,
but we all need
a bit of light
sometimes.
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