Twisted Light

Oh, what will I do without you?

I think, then I come to my sense;

It is only G-od

Who in the end I will require

In the appreciation of

The present tense.


So who is that you,

Of which I am speaking,

Without whom I cannot exist?


It is the light and the darkness

About you and about me

In a confusing

But curious



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