God's Luxuriance

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There an endless horizon, where angels and demons once lingered; sinister reflections embrace.

Truths and myths meandered time envisioned, cyclic tongues interlaced, depth as timeless gray in light surrendered imaginative experience. A flight asunder in timeless sight, whisper God's luxuriance.

God's Luxuriance Samuel Moskalik 625 Caton Ave Apt. 3H Brooklyn, NY 11218 samuel.moskalik@gmail.com

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