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Earth's Cleansing and Rebirth

Bleeding on paper Sometimes it just needs to get out, to be written, to bleed onto paper. This poem bled onto paper after a vivid dream!

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I feel myself wavering

caught in a tug of war

a battle of wits

a score to settle all scores

In the beginning of a world war

I know what is in store

my human heart trembles

my spirit body says

do not be afraid

do not fear

though the end is near

Here is not Here

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let my fingers do your bidding

let my words write to inform

this world is bendable

this world is under form

formation new

formation old

toss it out

like toxic mold

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we can not be ready

we can not prepare


not here

not there

not anywhere

I cry, I pray

I beg and plead

why must so many bleed


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Then I hear a voice say

I'm sorry it must happen this way


For things to be new

on heaven and earth

there first must come

cleansing and rebirth

In one final, fighting shudder

my eyes grow heavy

I drift in slumber


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