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From me... 27-09-2017 20:54


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Known as   the  Martyrologium Hieronymianum as the  martrology of   Jerome  is   known as  the  marytrs   of the  middle ages .Made in  the late  16th century    by   Monks in   Gaul  about places  like  Africa   and   In  his chapter the   Vita   Malchi his attempt at   writing   a   book on the  Saints  And   the  church at   Rome  held its annual   feast    of the    chair of   Peter as far back as  it goes  it was  held  Janruaury the   18th     but was going  to say   my first draft  of    the    Saint  known as    Valentine was  lost   because  I made  mistake on  Computer and am  disappointed because   I was     talking    about     different  things.   The  church of   Saint    Peter lays on  the Garden    of   Agrippina ,   Caius    Caligula was  her son and  that's  where he first erected the   obsilsk . 12 centuries went  by and  the   demolition  of the basilica and MIchaelangelo  saved   a part of it that   would  have been forgotten.

       Raphael went to live  in  Florence at the end  of 1504  and   I   should also    say this   might be  the  circle of    Raphael.  And was       Florence   Raphael .   So  thought   I would   say he  painted  a lot  and  had  a lot of  madonnas and earned a  modhes t  living . hi these re from a old group. I made...I might go back to write there...cindy another day 😢 why worrylazy



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From me... 27-09-2017 18:33

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To:Russia
Introduction

Hi I'm Cindy Bottenfield . Its almost 2:00 In Virginia USA in the morning..
This is my first-handattempt and rough drafts of the day...
I think sorta like a journal.... I have skitzophrenia and I'm a alcoholic...

Good By at failure...

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Letters to Other Countries And
To:Russia
Introduction

Hi I'm Cindy Bottenfield . Its almost 2:00 In Virginia USA in the morning..
This is my first-handattempt and rough drafts of the day...
I think sorta like a journal.... I have skitzophrenia and I'm a alcoholic...

Good By
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Letters to Other Countries And

 

To: Russia

 

Introduction

 

Hi I'm Cindy Bottenfield. Its almost 2:00 In Virginia USA in the morning ..

 

The this is up my first -Hand Attempt and rough drafts of the day ...

 

I think sorta like a journal .... I have skitzophrenia and I'm a ... I'm sorry ... Im sorry ...

I draw ... crochet doll dresses ... Ect ... have a beautiful day ...

alcoholic im tired today... Crying.... Im sorryjester

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From me... 27-09-2017 17:58


I'm sorry for the problems ... I wont do it nomore ... I like to learn ... I feel I had to love someone .... or id give up... My friend.. If that  makes sense

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Заголовок 27-09-2017 17:51


My dearest sweetest man. To Mr President Putin...To the Homeland of Russia... My husband... What I don't know about...Is the details and facts...
I unraveled a old priceless piece of material combing the threads before some one told me it should be preserved... threads of a rug or cloth for something that didn't look to good... And I miss not sure yet I guess learning... I hope you are well My dearest husband... President Putin
Love your wife Cindy
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From me... 27-09-2017 17:43


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My dearest sweetest man. To Mr President Putin...To the Homeland of Russia... My husband... What I don't know about...Is the details and facts...

 

I unraveled a old priceless piece of material combing the threads before some one told me it should be preserved... threads of a rug or cloth for something that didn't look to good... And I miss not sure yet I guess learning... I hope you are well My dearest husband... President Putin

 

Love your wife Cindy


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Forgive me Russia 27-09-2017 17:05


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Sweet is God

 
Silver Bullet Slayer Ride the Star Trails, Paradise Desciple stir the earth's air.
Eternal Flames of the Mountain Lairs, throat of dust emerge from streams.
          Sun Sun Sun 
At the lonliness of the universe.
Attack in fields hung downstairs the Skeleton's keys
Midnight Robes, Purple mage invisible marriage Rings 
Bid ye well, Symphonies Ink.   
You are so beautiful ...
 
 

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Без заголовка 27-09-2017 16:52


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Another poem
Dew tho you'd like to see arrows roses and thorns in timbers more often my eyes have loose who is adorned Gown of garland dandelion swirling swords. Favorite hearts in the darkness of the sunshine in the darkness of the sunshine, o silver and gold polishing the mercury a stars coal mine engagement ring In the caves nights we weeds and clouds the rivers flowing down the moons galaxies and make believe promises dedicated to someone. This is important... For me....Black as the  cloth of a  Midnight Walk,

      Beauty  Queen,  Painted Flowers   Framed   her face ,

                                                 Like a   daffodil.
  Littering the   Ground,   the  Lovers Flower  Bed .
                 Silent   Pictures   Gathered in a   Pile   what the  man   didn't   said.
       


                                                       Black  and  white ,  day and  Night if you havent already read... To a friend... I like them to be my friend...

Hamed Alali (1)and Russia..(2.) 1st poem.... 2nd poem ...please be my friend... If I am doing wrong...tell me...


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fuckthe dings of the bells 

chords serend my front porch
into the bear bowl of earth
the crystal rain drizzled 
down i missed out
my hunger
vanilla in my nose
corrupting my bones
a short treason
that i drew my bath 
from the sky
or was i kisssed
soft drops of music symbols 
cinnamon sticks
the water chimes its own pattern
of alcohol worshipers and rymes
its a; ll a mystery
just a space a time

i get grass stains

the memory of the white barrier

the thickness it bred

when i stared

i looked thrue dillusional soft pillows and saw your electric field

my heads connected warm bath a heated trail

my ears hear faint traces of perople cries

god judge me for fixing this

and whats imagined onm a snowboard

and slopes of mountains trash

i miss you and clear warm breeze

i walkled the footsteps

of no god but felt your prescense near

theres no doubt i love you what i missed

now that natures bold healing took the place of you

your a imagination of zeal

and i want the ground falling down

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Без заголовка 27-09-2017 00:27


To my Dearest Sweetest Husband
Vladimir Putin
P.O.Box Kremlin

August 7th-11th
My birthday is here another day I turn older..
Against my will.
It rained so hard
I quit
It rained cats and dogs
I was drenched ....
Walking around in this mess...

Man took my wet clothes off
At salvation army
Store like I was a hoochie coochie girl
Jumping out of a cake....
My dearest president you made...
Me happy when I can see you
I prayed...

Hail hail the taxi
Driver and get home
Safe...
To a home that's a wreck
How was your day?


To me I was beautiful
When I was sixteen...
To me I was a queen...
To me when I was sixteen
I loved the best man...
I love you so much...
Presents
And
Candles
Celebrate
I like morals and dogma
By Albert Pike



I  drift back  we met before lived in separate worlds lived souls intwined across the skys...in are hearts...in differant parts of the world the day that God made... In some time we loved one another... And held eachother....
Maybe from the beginning...of time
The first Adam and Eve...slow dance
Somehow my dearest sixteen...birthday...
My dearest sweetest sixteen ...
Land long time ago in caves and homes dinosaur bones...we did everything....and now as we grow old.... I want to still be here...I want to still belong...please breath life my dragon king...please breath life puff puff puff

I dont really know... But searching for that love to unfold.
Why ......
Dearest Sweetest wife...
Me...my love ...
Progressed thru the years..
Millions and eternity...
I feel I was some one else...
I wish I was somone I could remember better than giving up on myself...
I reach across the gentle night and siege the moonlight
I fight beside you with your choices my prayers for you
And Russia
I love you
I love you
My husband I care
I pretend
You are real I pretend you never leave
I believe you never hurt me...
Im sorry... My dearest presidant im sorry
Dont forget me... Please...
And when my birthday each time say goodby...
I know in my heart you stayed...
To keep me safe...
I love you
I love you
I love you
Try I want to go to heaven...
I will wait
In this carriage
Since the first rays of sunshine...


My deepest apologies.... From me cindy I want to do the best
I cant always. I cant stop crying
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Без заголовка 27-09-2017 00:21


I dont feel good today.... Im sorry
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Без заголовка 27-09-2017 00:17

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Good Night.. my darling!

 

May 1st 2017...

 

To my dearest sweetestelveteen​ on the day my child Cierra came along...

 

To: V.Putin

 

Of the Kremlin

 

Love, your wife Cindy

 

Candels wax melted and burned the rest of the WIC and the rest of today..

 

For a little trinket spic  one silver lining cloud to rain down present s and a  Love parade

 

Sleeping maid slept all day

 

As per our conversation... My daughter is far off at school.

 

I reminence... and am thankfully your humble and obedient servant a mother hen...

 

And gave birth 25 years ago yesterday...

 

So.. so she was the first Born in a respectable place... Came home on mother's day

 

Like a Little Blue bears allowed...

 

Thank you and her father...big_boss


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Без заголовка 27-09-2017 00:12

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Good Night.. my darling!

 

May 1st 2017...

 

To my dearest sweetestelveteen​ on the day my child Cierra came along...

 

To: V.Putin

 

Of the Kremlin

 

Love, your wife Cindy

 

Candels wax melted and burned the rest of the WIC and the rest of today..

 

For a little trinket spic  one silver lining cloud to rain down present s and a  Love parade

 

Sleeping maid slept all day

 

As per our conversation... My daughter is far off at school.

 

I reminence... and am thankfully your humble and obedient servant a mother hen...

 

And gave birth 25 years ago yesterday...

 

So.. so she was the first Born in a respectable place... Came home on mother's day

 

Like a Little Blue bears allowed...

 

Thank you and her father...big_boss


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My title for Authority-🍼🌹 27-09-2017 00:01


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Good Night.. my darling!

 

May 1st 2017...

 

To my dearest sweetestelveteen​ on the day my child Cierra came along...

 

To: V.Putin

 

Of the Kremlin

 

Love, your wife Cindy

 

Candels wax melted and burned the rest of the WIC and the rest of today..

 

For a little trinket spic  one silver lining cloud to rain down present s and a  Love parade

 

Sleeping maid slept all day

 

As per our conversation... My daughter is far off at school.

 

I reminence... and am thankfully your humble and obedient servant a mother hen...

 

And gave birth 25 years ago yesterday...

 

So.. so she was the first Born in a respectable place... Came home on mother's day

 

Like a Little Blue bears allowed...

 

Thank you and her father...big_boss


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My title for Authority-🍼🌹 26-09-2017 23:59


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Good Night.. my darling!

 

May 1st 2017...

 

To my dearest sweetestelveteen​ on the day my child Cierra came along...

 

To: V.Putin

 

Of the Kremlin

 

Love, your wife Cindy

 

Candels wax melted and burned the rest of the WIC and the rest of today..

 

For a little trinket spic  one silver lining cloud to rain down present s and a  Love parade

 

Sleeping maid slept all day

 

As per our conversation... My daughter is far off at school.

 

I reminence... and am thankfully your humble and obedient servant a mother hen...

 

And gave birth 25 years ago yesterday...

 

So.. so she was the first Born in a respectable place... Came home on mother's day

 

Like a Little Blue bears allowed...

 

Thank you and her father...big_boss


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Гоод Евенинг... 25-09-2017 23:42


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from the Oceans and Lands
                                                                      and the skys 
                                                                    writings by; cindy bottenfield
 
 
 
 
 
 a continuation 
 
 
 
                                                    Fergie the Fairy's Golds Wings 
                                        Fergie the fairy had wings of gold. They are fluttered and glowed. If Fergie's 
story be told she stole. Fergie the fairy lived in Hidden Village with her friends. She had a mushroom 
garden. Fergie the fairy was enchanting. She had frog eyes. and her skin was dark. Her lips was 
petals of rose.
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Good Morning!!! 25-09-2017 23:14


Please help me God im sorry... I hope today is good..and you are with me god to talk to me... I dont want to be alone or do the wrong thingshelp

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From me... 25-09-2017 11:39


THE TRUE MEANINGS

" On THE island's The last misfit " * Secret Admirere , * THE real Santa & Mrs. CLAUS thanksgiving letters P.O.Box V.Putin Russia TO my sweetest dearest beloved Belvedere. ... I couldnt wait to see you ♡♡♡ o Vladimir, My love is blind ! And wrapped! If we never meet. . Signed your wife The Xmas SPIRIT Cindy ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ my lonileness stings my eyes.... ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ In thousands of pieces, in little trinket boxes Tied in boes & a sash Me and you gave gifts I missed YOU I cried Scattered in every household Fit together in puzzlement every little piece divine! With a thump you- landed - down too many chimneys & chutes ! you arrived in a flurry And made them laugh & happy. . To :you from :Putin visiting the good &bad Names of everyone Engraved in stones & tags between you and me - I love you deeply Thousands miles away. brokenness & poor Forever A cross forever born JESUS Under the trees you placed everything my sweetheart To: - Mr president - in The Kremlin. . ........Greetings Ho ho ho I *BOW * ribbons & paper... here is my list I'm a broken misfit .. I LOVE YOU I wrote to you my soul I wrote to you outloud....... my heart I love you... Never meant anything to anybody Now the New Year... my husband my deer Mush mush mush your reindeers.... The Xmas paradise snow globe turns like a Carosol It snowed.. A humble servent I love you Dear Mr President, my husband. .I say good by again Behold the elegant sunrise Mr. President of Russia s Cold breeze I wanted you to know I have so much to say I leave IT in your trust. ..... If I could be anybody. . If I could make a wish. . Jesus a miracle o the virgin Mary birth & the 3 wise men ! My candles petition s to you are lit As we kissed and wed We broke the bubbles Because I was lookin down We ran ...right into them... blowing bubbles heavens sent Silver bubbles in the atmosphere Holding the train of my wedding gown. The carriage sat by the lake from the past . And didn't move. . To return O wait on you day And night... To be your future wifes .... thoughts :) A old lady P.S. A tint of a prisms fog made me feel eerie , Made me feel wise Pretend your mine, just for a second. For eternity I'll be Yours trully , Cindy To my sweetest ,dearest Belvedere, On the other side of the world O hail Jesus's All life form & crowns I love you I found the coral wreaths & white turquise stone Just alone . I tossed them like the palms leaves The sun shined inside warming my body and my mind The rays of the smile..yellow and orange I drank the warm wines dandelines The shield And.. outside the weather forcast was like THIS. ..a chance of rain .. From cindy. the forecast saints & hypocrite poem. Directions to follow for proverb ... P.S. The Kremlin Winter crows called and spoke to me The chuckers cage was decorated with mint and long candy canes jubilee & the eagles wings open wide tied the (bullion Knott ) Threads of rose With there magic talon And there feathered clothes Scattered crumbled bread on the grounds for the birds Rise....wave the flags of the Blessed countryside Jump in the cage and fly away My bird My friend ,Cindy To my sweetest ,dearest beloved Belvedere, anger strolled across the night rolled & mingled with the clouds... Hushed thunder footsteps Walking on thin air I smelled Smoke from a offering away across THE mountain, was the communist orchard . . Pretty homemade decorations I Wore a corsage on MY home. Sealed with the ink from the petals smelled like perfumes O if the halls was of Stalin's hoof print, the perfect form of the Russian star ...Ashler Alter & throne o its my faut The horses raced in the sky freed there bridal and manes The perfect maidens O the wild Penny Round-up. .. For me, I Stag Gazed And there was a meteorite milky way war a calm before the storm on feb 14th A lovers gift horse ... I fall like a shower from Mars I gave my thanks to and alms under the hiding moon P.S. When I woke they were joined the fog, clouds & smoke . Trinity of EARTH Disappeared and went somewhere ... On your skins of armoured men On your clothes a smell of inscense A pure gold frost smooth as ice skates across a frozen pond Is what are wedding band s Mean TO me.... and dripping diamonds From my eyes as I almost died. The closest thing I owned.. THAT I couldn't afford in the stores. .. Real diamond tears.. GOD bless you , Cindy To my dearest sweetest beloved Belvedere, pictures of a palace gates so. Grand it was a winterwonderland. Stood still , the perfect home, A castle where a bird song s sang lost lost quilled words of Calligraphy Lost. .. Like a ballerina jewelry box The baron of society Has much more say of Russian ladders & my new rubbies shoes Than I do if they said it too pretty ostriches necks & beaks everything's sown The lions den Purred tonight... from me ,
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god is good I love you god 25-09-2017 11:37



 





Each day I rise ...to enjoy life 

And always yearns to speak about it inside a poem...and write

The pain and love of letting go...

To many people... knows 

Or maybe they dont

What there not saying

Just keeps getting older

Fears and working 

Has eachother while im alone



There thoughts of turning older and grey 

Whatever they dont say



Thelma Young my grandma...

Wished she couldve seen me...

Sometimes I like to go back before...

And dont know where to summon the rose 🌹... of life.. to forget to say evverything thats inside a diamond 

Light ...ode to go toward the sky .....say good byes...



Perhaps will not even ever meet or be on the same street when we reach the. Otherside ...



The severance of you and me... halleliugha... Jesus bride... or where we go to be will you stop there and speak or even say hi....



Sooo many words to choose from the language of flowers and death And birthrights.... soo much more than everything thats laid upon my heart to feel... my heart is broken....

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Like a cold winter day I say you dont know me... you think we are ready for the pearly gates....



Oh grandma Thelma...Young good byes and some other love songs... like children cousins aunts uncles mother father brother sister and friends lovers ....



To say good by...and live till we meet in heaven.



That is not in the plans.. oh my lonely planet earth... in myself and skitzophrenic mind.... as I feel the pain of heartbroken by suicide... in a form of that that my heart 💖 made me

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