MAGIC CALLED LIFE

Life is short, but the journey is long,
Moments fleeting, yet memories strong.
In search of meaning, our hearts sing a song.
Through trials and tribulations, we move along,
To find our purpose, where passion does belong.

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Is a spooky tranquil.

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It was a month of pleasant chaos-
Travels, work, releases, edits, interviews,
Hobbies, works, chores, courses
Wreaked havoc- pleasant one albeit,
Threading moments
To beautiful memories.

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I feel like becoming a werewolf and bite.

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Dance is that fire, a blazing delight,
It burns the dark anger into ash and light,
Each fevered heartbeat, a cooling embrace,
Turning fury to freedom, with rhythm and grace.

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Serenity's Shadow
Like a lotus blooming in troubled tides,
Beauty hides unspoken, hidden pride,
A valley serene, where mountains reside,
Yet beneath its charm, terror silently abides.
The meadow's peace, a deceiving guise,
Conceals the fear that in the shadows lies.
Like a snake in grass, danger compromise,
The tranquility that the peaceful landscape implies

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Sleep on time on Sunday.....

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With grace they move,
A story they impart,
The Dancer's touch,
Is a starlit, mystic art.

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We burn to rise and shine bright.

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We let go the pain,
When forgiveness frees us
From the chain.
When storms subside,
And the skies are bright,
We find our strength,
In the morning light.

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