
For there are times
The brain falters
Wisdom is lost
Even when working.
In Satan’s massacre
Or muted cells …
Angels missing
Hallows lurking
Oh the truth will out I suppose –
Even in the haunting where it dwells.
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I am an educated adult female with Bachelor and Master degrees in Business Management. I am married with four children. I enjoy writing and drawing for a hobby and brain vacations. My dream is to publish a novel someday, but I am building on my short story and poetry crafts now.
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