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Dawn of Chaos

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Comment from Gianinas
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You used a lot of words, a child would tell you...my friend, I am not child...
I liked these ones the most:
"My deemed be suffering in set afflictions, virtues be measured as me; them given to value: my worth."
Gianina

 Comment Written 08-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 09-Aug-2016
    Yeah, pits are my projects downfall. I'm trying to improve upon lesser features through revisions. Glad some aspects of these writes were interest to you. Thanking you for generous rate and captivating conveyances.
Comment from Nika2016
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The poem is good with a unique placement of words, but it reads as someone who believes he is above others in truth. We are all beings made in the image of Him and revenge or teaching belongs to God. We are not prisoners in a body and only He can judge.

 Comment Written 06-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 07-Aug-2016
    Sorry you thought this was personal, not a concept of flesh being. Do you know the answer to the question? Thanking you for generous rate and captivating views.
reply by Nika2016 on 07-Aug-2016
    Breath given by God alone...not for man to interfere.
Comment from William Ross
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very nice, as man was formed from clay and had the breathe of life from god, given a soul. Nicely done. thanks for the look, have a wonderful day

 Comment Written 06-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 07-Aug-2016
    My text studies confronted this issue which I applied throughout its account. Spirit live beyond flesh. Thanking you for generous rate and welcomed thoughts.
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
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A very well-written spiritual poem. God made us from dirt the body is just a temporarily vessel to carry the soul. When we die the soul lives on and the body return to dust.

 Comment Written 06-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 07-Aug-2016
    Yes, this is the projected reality, and with this fact another probable existence to be known: us with and without our flesh. Thanking you for generous rate and welcomed thoughts.
Comment from lalajovanoski
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I found this piece to be truly amazing and is nicely composed as well. Thought provoking and insightful. Thanks so much for sharing this as I really enjoyed reading it

 Comment Written 26-Mar-2016


reply by the author on 31-Mar-2016
    Glad this write found interests. Thanking you for generous rate and captivating comments.
Comment from Liberty Justice
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Poet states God molded him or her from dust of the land and breathed breath
into the body. Writer pays reverence to Jesus and His burden he carried and died on the Cross so that others would live, so that mankind would be forgiven of their sins. liberty justice

 Comment Written 25-Mar-2016


reply by the author on 02-Apr-2016
    Thanking you for generous rate and encouraging statements. Glad this write touched you.