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A Shark in the Silence

Silent spaces
Have violent faces.
Life will blast to traces
Exploding in the radius.
Nobody made me— nobody made us.
I’m that shark with hands and feet on the beach
Cutting throats with imbedded teeth in my speech.
Hell’s wall crumbles beneath what I teach
Unleashing a relentless, unmentionable release.
Making that internal burning for eternal peace
Like God— deceased
Dying in the domino of falling life as I’m increased.

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