I swim through the stars
and admire from afar
my sleeve is painted with the beat from my heart
now the dragon I did not slay
instead with passion,
my grip i fastened
and flew away till night turned to day
I shift the tides
like phases of the moon
my pen hits the pages
as war wages on soon
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Author:
asrealastheycome (
Offline) - Published: December 4th, 2022 06:07
- Category: Spiritual
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