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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Take away my blind walking stick, been stuck with it way too long, Pedals of love, unwraps in my heart, I see light approaching swiftly inside my heart piercing through my eyes, thought miracles ended in the Bible, draw closer the world, miracle embrace of beauty, a Sotho sanamarena, royalty blood now rears the the biblical touch. Been way too tangled in pain and constant disobedience, my heart grew thorns prickling, every segment of happiness in me, turned into asylum of pain and sadness, the sun ceased to shine inside this heart, for tears and pain has filled every edge and there be no space for lightness anymore. I hear bars of hopelessness starting to brake, scabs of anger and disappointment fading, something new is assured, refurbishing, if not constructing from scratch, for there be nothing really left to build from let alone refurbish, the damage is way to extreme and drastic, disastrous, they walked in and out, without care , taking and taking, without remorse and conscience, a care I too was human like them, not immune to pain and hurt Hope has been lost, but this lady dragged the wrecks debris, a war she's didn't witness, busy clearing rubles, mending walls and building bridges she did not brake, See the halo over her head, hanging like throne, indeed the sun does shine, no matter how hard the storm hits, there in Lesotho God once in while commands angles to fix the broken, the faint and the out, I call her God at work, for her beauty performs wonders in my heart, with every encounter, She helped construct from start, the true meaning of love, from what was ravished beyond detection, maybe she is love in human form, my love, in human form #Poetic_Ink
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