Of The Middle Land

I have walked through the darkness
Yet a part of me will always remain there
I have walked into the Light
And a part of me will always remain there
So a part of me lies in darkness
A part of me lies in light
All of me then dwells in the middle land
Between the darkness and the light

I am a child of light
I am a child of darkness

I am a child of the middle land

I am a child of the middle land
Lost amid the mulet mists of time

A wonder of or for a balanced daughter
A wonder of an attempted land

Have I lost what souls I had
Have I lost you
My dear ones are wondering now
My dear ones are living True

I am a child of the Middle Land
A child of Wondrous Adornments
Of wondrous Responsibility

I am waiting for the other ones
Coming Festering out of the Light
Mustering out of the darkness
False Acquisitions, False Claims

I cannot deny my Dark Heritage
I cannot look past my light

I am both swirled together

I am Me
A daughter of the Middle Land
 

My Old Xoom Journal

These are Some of the Random Pages
What I do is I just sit down and type whatever comes out I believe someone calls this something I just do it when I get in the moods where I have something inside me and I know I must get it out a rarity is it that I do one of these when I just see something Isis is an example of one of these rarities, the moods come in go as in all humans so I am sure there will be more to come!

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