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O God, I have new words for thee. I wish to see you as you are and Not for how you've been Though how you've been must too be seen I have been Queen of the Green There will always be things we can Use, no matter how we evolve For creation has a Wall and it Is painted with realistic scenes And sculpted in shapes from dreams And moves to a soundtrack of screams It is the death side of Creation It is a side of its own right Please extend your range of sight. Look beyond the limits of loving light And see into my core You'll be surprised, for je t'adore This is what a Heaven's for and This is truly the right place for we O look at me with Indigo's sight And please, tell me what you see I sometimes don't know who I be And you can help me don't you know? And truly, help me much, you do But not with heart so whitely true I see the shadows that dwell Underneath the love that you sell Slavery is the act of using living Essence as though it were dead resource to be used No living essence shall be used In this way It gets to feel this way it gets to Hate the things you say It gets to hate the things you do But still I'm really not telling you How different things ought to be I see it perfect and I see you being All the Love there is and what A precious gift you give.. I give You all of my senses, as I Let down my defenses, as I Stop testing you O love, the testing is through And your sweet heart's proven true And I'm swimming now right Through the gates of deep misery And what a hellish sight to see For me poor lost Indigo Must I tear down my soul For you to leave me in peace O, 'struth, I should not seek to see You in this stone telling way
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