collective in the well.
unconscious
yet with broad fair breadth.
but first, foremost:
above, below,
and through,
beyond-
I am my mother's love eternal,
though she has long since passed.
also, I try to best remain,
stand strong...
though barely felt
or touched- not heard,
nor cared by other;
mind malaise, body's torn flesh,
crushed bones, heart broke...
I Remain...
before my end,
in good humour,
as my father's daughter.
trine divine
we all can be
when all shall true in sync
align
and to each other's beliefs;
ne'er dare, ne'er deign,
malign.
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