I am sensitive
To the divine
I experience
Diviness
In many ways
I will love
Myself more
Tomorrow
Than I do today
To me
Nothing makes more sense
The more I remember
The less there is to forget
Clarity
Perfected sight
Is achieved
When you believe
The truth
Is real love to me
I think to myself
The World
Gives a peaceful
Light . . . Golden and bold
To warm the soul

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