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Standing there opaqueunencumbered by anything but typosis who we would want to be for purities sakeuntil the armor of reality is lowered for battlethen the angel is an earthbound spiritwearing the thinnest mail ardored by perfumesaying who are you really is that the smell of fearI am your deepest friend why would you leave me now.Would a friend bring doubtto fill a void of life bring destruction in his wakeyou who lives outside the circle of my eyesfools the childs heart to follow strangers for love.Would anyone but the devil of a thought processbring weight to ones spirit for the sake of mocking laughterwho are you ever after my doubting friendbut the drying blood spent upon the tip of my pen.For who we truly are indeed livesthese pieces of heart left burning on the pageare not merely thoughts or temporary wishesthey are held back by the voices of static beingsby change we run them out of the temple of ourselvesby curiosity and seeing beyond our limitationsby one step forward we discover who we areand the weight of realities armor grows lighter by the day.Standing there opaquewho we are for purities sakewearing the thinnest mailardored by perfumeis more who you arethen that monkey on your shouldersplay him a songlet him dance for a whilethen leave him there a grinning idiotwith what once passed for a smile.

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bill bell

Everett, United States

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