strings of life
they are rarely plucked but when they are played they dance within your ears and upon your eyes like the morning sun lit across the see. the strings of life are manifested in me without these strings you can not bring truth to the ignorant or denial to the accepting some times these strings may trick you and take your kindnes as your blessing
they are rarely plucked but when they are played they dance within your ears and upon your eyes like the morning sun lit across the see. the strings of life are manifested in me without these strings you can not bring truth to the ignorant or denial to the accepting some times these strings may trick you and take your kindnes as your blessing
-poetic till dawn
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