Book Penned By Mystical Hand
Mystical magical hand pens book for the masses
Few see it, less read it, it floats throughout eternity
Waiting for the right person, knowing her when he sees her
She walks past, waving her hand impatiently, thinking she is too busy
Not realizing her destiny, not living the truth of the life she could have had
Sadly, not living her best life, barely living at all, for she did not pay attention
The book included a lesson she needed.
Take care of yourself first, build yourself up, listen to your heart.
Live your soul dream.
The book wandered, looking for another.
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