#jean vilde damgaard

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Garden House

And so I am lost,

chasing the smell of earth after rain,

boasting a childlike infatuation with the idea of indulgence,

aimlessly wandering with no regard for the many souls in my midst.

Here I run freely between the realms of neither here nor there,

clinging faithfully to the fragrant gardens of a mind that lives

In pursuit of things lost, but never found.

- Jean Vilde Daamgaard

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Just love me like you would at my funeral, how I’d delight in the sight of tears wept in my honor, for the dead recieve more love than the living.

-Jean Vilde Damgaard

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Purity

I’m occasionally met with the desire to return to a simpler state rather than a simpler time, I’m aware of my corruption, but change of this magnitude is no simple ordeal, and If I’m somehow successful in my pursuit of purity and chastity, to what end were these changes made? For the greater good and will of God, or so I am told, instead let us live in the present and allow the the flowers of our lives to blossom into the beautiful bouquets they were meant to be since the genesis of our being, overemphasis on self analysis and progression is suffocating, just as overwatered flowers drown and wither. - Jean Vilde Damgaard

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Natural Man - Jean Vilde Damgaard

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Divine Blessing - Jean Vilde Damgaard

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Loud Silence- Jean Vilde Damgaard

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Mind Field - Jean Vilde Damgaard

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Black Shore - Jean Vilde Damgaard