I had to cut my heart a little
For those words to bring to light,
Anytime is worth the pain
If the words have come as golden drops to paint.
The poet from within have awakened the limitless
Power of the right sequence of words,
As the Fibonacci spiral holding the secrets of this Matrix.
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Author:
~G (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2021 02:23
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