Path to a human slave,
Slave to the human heart;
It aches as it spreads,
It beats as it pulls apart.
My hands soaring in pain,
My face falling apart.
It bowed to the slaves
And to the divine heart.
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Author:
Alis Dream world (
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Much metaphor and symbolism here that is spiritual in nature. Lovely
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Powerful and raw spiritual write, nicely expressed
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