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When I fell into the desert sand with the whole world turning circles all around me and the uncertainty of my future surely seeming whether I was yet living for even one more wretched day;
The reason that I lived was just the JESUS man: so that
somehow I have gotten stronger somehow I have survived!
The necessary evil that I am is left behind they beat me into JESUS they did not destroy my mind my poems I leave behind to prove the worth of love my legacy is this a kiss I leave to you a kiss I give to every boy and girl and every time my poem is being read again I live and love again inside of someone else?
Can you feel me inside of you I knoe you care I know you love and to the total stranger reading this I kiss I give you love as well for this man was dead this man was gone this being that I am was dead and now it lives in this my poem in this my words instead of laying dormant in the desert sand? A poem worth of one? A good question?
