It’s Change It’s Here, It’s There, It’s Everywhere, Patrolling our hearts Singing our songs. To Dance, To Sing, Do Everything A light, A truth, A step into the Unknown. Once Flying, like a kite. Blue. Restless. All but a touch away from Twice Running, to opposite ends. Two corners, bright red. A tingling sensation of a Red - hot chili pepper. Thrice Seeking, the Last Words Of the story. Not the end, but The Beginning. Téa Sand
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