PATIENCE

Good night my love How I wish you well The respect of The Gods The eyes that tell The truth of hearts That secrets concealed Intentions seem harmless Yet still I feel To breathe you in And not exhale I believe that love Is a magical spell Our world is infested With the thoughts of fools Yet trust is a knife In the hands of two Fear is an issue We must cut through...

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