Gently touching strings of my interior mind, blended with
subconscious dreams, bringing to fruition, an atmosphere
I can handle, becoming my purpose in spite of other people.
Listening carefully to other-worldly thoughts, seeking me
from beyond this sphere in life.
Taking the time to care for me, because no one ever will.
A pleasant surprise, a gift, given to me from God in His
great mercy.
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