Imagination
Feb23

Imagination

As soon as I opened my eyes this morning, the devil wanted my imagination.  It’s like he stuck a hose in my nose and pushed it as far up as he could until it invaded my brain.  He then begin to pump in images, emotions trying to make appear that what was happening in my life was all going wrong. The day before I had  been invited to an event where they selected to have 3 people recite my poetry.  They only did one and that was...

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