Descriptions
by Twanya Kaytso
Hate
You have a world of wonders
Until your at the night of slumber
Believing is seeing
From the mouth of a human being
It would take you to the world of great power of change
So sweet and strange
With a wind of soft notes
With a path of the smooth floats
Your senseless breath
Grows the piling wreath
To all dearest mind
You will soon to find
Love
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