The heart it yearns for things unseen, felt but near forgotten. If one day we, will only be the wealth that riches render. For in the new and old we choose to seek with eyes half open. We all possess the spirit’s mold cast into human flesh. It burns and churns to stir the Eye heavy with thoughts perturbed. Shake off the shackles who’s imaginary tethers hook deep into the psyche. The marks they leave will only bleed a blood whose thirst unyields. All around I sing and dance entwined I cannot lie. I flow and gleam and shout and scream the wind she carries all. For in the space of great embrace your sight will soon be marveled. To hear what’s near without the fear my song is always sung. The soul of all will never fall- alone is pure deception. I am you, wake up anew, and together two is one.
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