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Liable


We turn and turn and turn Heads spinning, things seem in place. Continuously, we turn. Now one, looking in awe cause the other their grace. We turn again and again. The heart builds while the rest goes to waste. Turning and falling. How one wants to win the race. Only to find that close to the end, another took over; their sprint for the win. Ironically the liable, continues to be the other's whim. Hearts go from turning to dropping in place. Place. So heavy a word so lovely a thought. Place. So ready to go, wherever the spot. Place. To get away and live and walk. Away from the liable, the feeling, the turning. Hearts and the yearning. Living and learning. The liable, the dreamer, the dreamer turned away. Cast in a pit at the liable's sake. The dreamer stripped of dreams to face reality. Only to become a believer in themselves. Now their hearts turning, turning at different speeds, but the liable has been lost to the other by greed. New needs and intellect. Driven from that pit. The dreamer dreams again, away from the liable In search of a real gift. How greed desire and sin interfere. With one and true love and learning to find out whats real
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