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Tangled threads of beaming light
Yesterday today and tomorrows blessing
As we borrow pity and switch the beat
Hands held high, praising praising
The glory that sits upon our blistered feet
And we dare not utter sleep
*We are the minds counterpart
Heavy in the contexts
A linger in the words felt
Through the hollows door
An explicit glance through the past
And therefore our future*
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 2:05 AM UTC
.
Tangled threads of beaming light
Yesterday today and tomorrows blessing
As we borrow pity and switch the beat
Hands held high, praising praising
The glory that sits upon our blistered feet
And we dare not utter sleep
*We are the minds counterpart
Heavy in the contexts
A linger in the words felt
Through the hollows door
An explicit glance through the past
And therefore our future*
