Lonely am I, this secret that dwells with God. Nolonger, once has been spoken aloud. Nolonger, in mind.
For once spoken aloud belongs to the world. Now, even the demons swarm in whispers, trying to hollow out dreams spoken out.
For what is spoken in mind, a true covenant within is between thee and God. No demons or spirts can invade the minds eye for what is between thee and God.
©rodsolo
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