Listen to True. Real. Sincere. Crystalline. by Richard Charles Stevens (Feel 4 Me Suite)

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True
Real
Sincere
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True
Real
Sincere
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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Crystalline
And never any less
Matters not the length or width or breadth of the address
Nothing to confess
I only stress to see enlightened every dream we acquiesce to set impressionable sights on
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While the devil’s in the detail
There are heavens in the braille
Any curses dressed as blessings
Set to nevermore prevail
For a vessel’s not a vessel
Less endeavoured to set sail
Only seasoned whence we peek beneath red veil
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Easterly of Eden
Due north of Valhalla
Southbound from treason
And westward to valour
All four bled seasons
Adhesive through grammar
Brave analgesic
Both sickle and hammer
Teasing the gristle to leaven grey matter
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
(Crystalline)
Crystalline
.
Way beyond the golden ponds
Absconding the between
(Crystalline)
Longing to belong here
Sat ashore
Near where I bleed
(Crystalline)
With truth
Whole truth
And nothing but the truth
To set me free
(Crystalline)
Perched beneath the oldest wisest tree
(Crystalline)
Where faith remains archival that to famed extremes
I’m seen
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To famed extremes
I’m seen
(Seen)
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
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True
Real
Sincere
(Crystalline)
Crystalline
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(Crystalline)
Crystalline
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(Crystalline)
Crystalline
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(Crystalline)
Crystalline
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Crystalline (repeat)
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Unfinished
Yet never incomplete
Wide awake
Yet mindful that my life is but a dream
Tidal waves they thrash with eyes to dash about my feet
Yet still the lakes are silent
And the native streams serene
Still faith remains final that to great extremes
I’m seen
.
Still faith remains final that to great extremes
I’m seen
(True
Real
Clear
Sincere)
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Scattering seeds
Cross the green fields of home
Practicing reap to emphatically sow
Travelling deep to the keep neath sheathed bones
Grappling darkness from each heart exposed
Party to senses perpetually glowed
True. Real. Sincere. Crystalline.
Adhering to a distal line
Of clearing midst the frisk of vines
Of some place ever blissful left to go
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(True
Real
Sincere)
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True
Real
Sincere
(Crystalline)
Crystalline
.
True
Real
Sincere
(Crystalline)
Crystalline
.
True
Real
Sincere
(Crystalline)
Crystalline
.
True
Real
Sincere
(Crystalline)
Crystalline
.
Crystalline
Crystalline
.
Way beyond the golden ponds
Absconding the between
(Crystalline)
Longing to belong here
Sat ashore
Near where I bleed
(Crystalline)
With truth
Whole truth
And nothing but the truth
To set me free
(Crystalline)
Perched beneath the oldest wisest tree
Where faith remains archival that to famed extremes
I’m seen
(Crystalline)
Faith remains archival that to famed extremes
(Crystalline)
.
Seen
(Crystalline)
.
Seen
(Crystalline)
.
True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
.
Crystalline
Crystalline
.
True
Real
Sincere
Crystalline
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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