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Random Thoughts or Light and Dark

StephanieRatley

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StephanieRatley

dark light poem spiritual thoughts

Hi guys, this is my first upload, I really don't know what to call it but this is it. so, if you could ask your friends to read it and vote or comment, or both it would be greatly appreciated. And be totally awesome. So here goes.
Love you kittens:3


When the deadly Demons come, they will bring with them their wrath and revenge.
When the winged Angels come, they will bring with them their joy and forgiveness.
But when you come, what will you bring?
And which way will you go?
Who's side will you choose?
Will you cover your window with drapes, or will you let the sun shine through?
But no matter what the choice, make sure it is the one you truly want.
Then go for it with all of your might and don't let anything stop you.
Just go for it!All Rights Reserved

dark light poem spiritual thoughts

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