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Not at this Time

Can not believe the greenness in your earthly

manner, being still, touching heart, growing

deep in voice, consistency of spirit.

Can not bear to see your eyes in pain as

you try to carry burdens without measured

balanced temperament.

( Not at this time)

No reason to think indifferent of images

causing confusing among a possible thought

welded in truth, not illustrated in mind, heart

and soul.

(Not at this time)

Greenness grows deeper as mind unfolds it's

power within the template of unconscious

wisdom.

(Not at this time)

Locked treasures away for a time, when power

reigns through multidimensional humans

destroying plant life on earth by destructive

methods of experiments, killing the spirit

of man through destroying all living

for a purpose still not known that survival

shall always exist with or without a

fight.

(Not at time on life)

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