New Paths


Love never dies, never ends, never perishes
As Life bounces off the neurotic walls
The harshness and reality hit like bolts of lightening,
And Life keeps the complex web of celestial auras for the movement
This whole thing about, “only if you’re lucky, darling”
Is nothing but a big man’s sparkle and glitter
The true and authentic stars are simply waiting
Roaring with light burning in the shape of hand prints
Reach out and magic will be there
Ancient angels will always paint those new and opening horizons

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