Conversations with God


Un-made

I was waiting for the rainbow
At the dusk of a raging storm
Darkness fell around,
As the storm raged on;

God said:
You cannot be remade,
Unless you are completely torn.




(Introspections)




Poetry by Amy Valentina
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Written on 2020-11-09 at 05:03

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very good
2020-11-09


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Absolutely vivid.
2020-11-09