The fourth Dimension must be passed.
Earthly eternal sleep; from, spirit form, possibly. I have no idea; I can’t go there.
Oh well, I never said, I was educated, to a potential: Where was the cause of intro-imagination? Came from the innermost depths of hell,
Dwelling in every crack and crevice, inside my breastplate. Where dwells thou heaven or hell? Been in emotional bondage, the inescapable repeated cycle of abuse. Other alcoholism and all the maladies.
I would instead say the abominations all concentrated in one big inclusive pile of dung, 1997. I am weak, but I am strong, getting stronger. Thank You, Lord, it was I, and I am grateful, this I must keep before You and I. Wendy Yvette Greenwell October 6, 1997, Wendy Greenwell
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