Guild of weavers
I hear so many things but if not for my eyes or hands I’d be considered at fault. So tally rings and marks bare..all for likely a moment of humanity.
Such is love a folly to leave and a splendor to know.
If…what a word
Beauty to ponder or receive. The tea was never bitter
Swept in sleep with hazed focus the mirror archer let loose.
Marked sustenance, this horrid porridge. Spoon in and likewise dig. Thank the ability to dine a time for poison and taste choice
Reality
I don’t trust most, so I look for it in music, writing and reading.
I search for the non repetitive so I know I’m alive.
Secondary bones to protect me against these third world afflictions but even synthetics can’t defy
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Sport
Player or ref?
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