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Zywa Jun 12
Divine help is for

young people, and then they have --


to do it themselves.
Novel "Victory City" [Vijayanagar >> Bisnaga] (2023, Salman Rushdie), part 1: Birth, chapter 5

Collection "Low gear"
April 2006*

She’s more than just,
A pretty face that lasts
A heart that beats like chime
That loosens the sands of time

Time reveals what inside
What you feel, when she’s beside
Love is a statement of art
Found deep in every heart

Portrait of her face
Craves me to win the race
Race for the fairest
In her heart, I really insist

Cotton clouds may drift
Art maybe a curse or a gift
But one thing is for sure
I love you, for who you are

You make me free to fly
I couldn’t deny, I couldn’t lie
Your colours make me alive
To face life and to survive

You're the one, my only you
The fairest out of the blue
The one to paint the art of love
In thy heavens above

— The End —