way emotiveness

  I wanted to unbrush the miserable figures of my past.
 I wanted something to begin, again something little
 to appear, I wanted for a moment to feel alive.
 A moment that would last for ages. For years of
my crucial life.  Four ways: we go nor forward
and nor back. Four ways: to balance left and right.
 I wish I could unblind, unfold the nature of my mind,
and find my place in love about, my way is all about.
I am a human, I have a way, I have my body and have my day.

  Upholding simplicity and integrity your solemn
hymn inrise...until you upon fibes, behold your silent rise.
Behold. And rise, and reach for this. And reach for your bewise.
 Uniqueness is your better vibe.


-my experiment with literary and stylistic devices, improvisation


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