ALONE WITH MY THOUGHTS
From where I stand, the world is colored
Brilliant strokes of genius graces the heavens
And dazzling stars beautifies the skies
From this lonely vantage I hear
sweet melodies
From muses beyond the veils of
certitude
Our life is but a speck of dust
Broadened only by love and faith
And hope is but a fickle friend
Whom our souls granted a human form
Time is but a moment in a second
Where all sums up in one
Each passage a definition of life
Its transient grace an homage to
death...
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