There are no specifics!

It is the Spirit that is everyone’s and is waiting to be let free

Yes, there is another, what was suppose to be union, bites the dust,  and another.

Oh, such pain, torment, the whole of the union is broken. So in essence, everything that was was a lie, was a role, was a daily degeneration to destruction and how many lives are affected.

    Who are the ones that care? Who are the ones that can not do one more thing about it? Of the whole in any realm. 

    It is someone else’s game to pain, not mine anymore. The wheel within the wheel. No one understands. Ho Ho Ho. It feels right; it is not I that wrote alone, it is the Spirit. That is everyone’s and is waiting to be let free. Spirit to Spirit to Spirit. Wendy Yvette Greenwell August 28, 1997,

©1997-2024 by Wendy Yvette Greenwell

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A Journey from darkness to the light.