Wonderment

Sooth as silk, and lightning fast
Running forward, from the past
Feel the power, nerves engaged
Sense overload, rearranged

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thewindupbirdchronicles · 46-50, M

and once you rearrange does it become?

Sooth as the sift from the sands,
where the grains hold the balance of the past,
and once you are left upon her beauty,
you see how you missed her.

ReneeT · 61-69, M

@thewindupbirdchronicles Nicely written.

thewindupbirdchronicles · 46-50, M

@ReneeT Thank you.

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