Another Sketch
7-3-18
As sketching grand plans
Two more records before I go in ones universal tastes eclectic
By a voice of crystal echo
No worries of icy walkways for quite awhile
Keep that fire burning where Karel continues mildly
"Who pulled the trigger" all for caffeine and sugar in strangled sounds of impudence
Of wounded prime fear not ye
He is risen as to ask about penguins unabashed for peaceful contentness
I cross that bridge when I get to it.....
Of Forsyle Sagas
7-3-18
Withsoever love is found in peacefulness
The easiest way to arrive singing still
We will survive
As all things are taught
Behold here is wisdom for sleeping horses
And God as an Englishman in Forsyle sagas
Obtained in dreams of going there again
As I gather in our dispensation where so is given the first command
To love one another as to gather at Ohio
Behold here is wisdom
To whom much is given much is required
All for dynasties of our tempest consciousness
And wounded pride....
He is In The Midst
7-3-18
Ye are clean but not all ever as many
Of those that have believed
Yet with heardheartedness for cold potatoes in gray areas
Eucharistic up against a bone to shatter of freezing steel
What's stopping you my friend from purchasing another book
For a bulk at Queen's Bench number seven for a veil of darkness
Soon to be rent in another fine suspense
Taking up Uris whomever he was
One stroller and neon checks
Causing the wicked to be kept
As I overslept
You pass!
On D&C 38:23,24
7-3-18
Zion of Enoch into mine own Bolok
Even as many had believed
God is still grieved ye are clean but not all yet reprieved
Wo, not so I am in your midst and you can see me today through
I tell it and can almost smell it to show you a mystery
I can almost spell it
Seeing smoke from miles around
Teach one another according to the office
To esteem his brother as himself
In voices enough to make you weep
All up and down market street
Be strong from henceforth
To go home and get something to eat.....
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