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I saw a heap of bricks in my backyard, entangled in vastly grown ferns. They were not in condition of use, some were broken, worn out. They lost value and importance, they would never come in use and in some moment of time their existence would be erased. But the process of making of the…

Lies sprung

Oct 29, 2022

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We weren’t higher than the stars Never near to infinity, There we stood tainted to our hearts Much alive in bleak valley, Faith sank in shallow ocean Lies sprung in shape of fern.

Tempest within

Sep 8, 2022

thought

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The process to salvation is often troublesome because the mind chooses free will always.

Sunday Mood

Lies sprung

Tempest within