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I'm not what you think I am
I'm not who you think I am
I'm not this body, this body is young
I'm not this face, it's an ever changing race
I'm an essence
A force
An energy, derived from earth
& Aether
From dirt, I came about
I grew, prodded through
An embellished skirt
My soul, is old
Archaic, ancient & ornamental
From a time of wars and battle
An instrumental melody
A golden palace, untold tattle
I miss my throne
I breathe in the scent of myrrh & unspoken treasures
I was sent here to learn & earn
To teach and reach my higher destination
There is no resignation
Restraint & taint
Amber, opium & musk
They twirl with me as I lead at dusk
It's been too long
I've had, fleeting moments of pain
Now subsiding
Oh, the bells begin to chime
I'm ready again
It's time
© Memoirs of Maryannable's Mashables
#conduit #divinefeminine #pastlife #visitor
I'm not who you think I am
I'm not this body, this body is young
I'm not this face, it's an ever changing race
I'm an essence
A force
An energy, derived from earth
& Aether
From dirt, I came about
I grew, prodded through
An embellished skirt
My soul, is old
Archaic, ancient & ornamental
From a time of wars and battle
An instrumental melody
A golden palace, untold tattle
I miss my throne
I breathe in the scent of myrrh & unspoken treasures
I was sent here to learn & earn
To teach and reach my higher destination
There is no resignation
Restraint & taint
Amber, opium & musk
They twirl with me as I lead at dusk
It's been too long
I've had, fleeting moments of pain
Now subsiding
Oh, the bells begin to chime
I'm ready again
It's time
© Memoirs of Maryannable's Mashables
#conduit #divinefeminine #pastlife #visitor
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