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I know your dreams for I am part of them I walk between the folds of consciousness you cannot see me but you have come to know when I am near from the moment you blinked in awe upon your first vision of life each day my timeless purpose your protector the intricate weaving of hours days and years those you have known and those you shall come to know the map of this life is written and cannot be altered when the day arrives you will sense it not in a flash but rather a quiet whisper I will be wishing you well from this life to the next
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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