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It seems heaven finds no illicit
In these eras of many deciets.
If the preacher’s acts make you to pout
Know that you are not completely out.
Never you throw away the bible
Just because an angel has fumbled.
Keep watering that your muster seed
Heaven would reward all your good deeds.
At times I wish I could bragAbout a white greenish flag;Symbolizing endowmentMeant to be inherited… Soil, air and underground Blessed with the best ever foundTrenches…
A pejorative colour cost a breathIf you dare, for the love, put on a beret!Whether new or old, bright or fadedThe gloom and doom looms…
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
He surely would. But most people have overlooked their seed which is within and seek for an external seed. Slowly Killing the seed which lies within. There is great potential within. Love this piece. 💓
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You’ve said it all.
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Well penned. As humans we often fail or disappoint each other but there’s no failure in God so may our eyes, faith and trust be built on Him only! 😊🙏💛👊🎉
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You said it all…
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Nicely penned!👍
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Thank you
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