I'd love my world be a freshly painted fresco, And I be blessed with the genius of Michelangelo, where I see a fair angel in the marble and carve relentlessly till I set him free; where coloured shapes and misplaced hallows of aged, ineffectual lives melt into white flowers blowing carelessly in the wind, And… Continue reading Metamorphosis
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Freedom calls, Destiny awaits, Day after day, You’ve been called upon . Because, In your heart, You’ve been waiting for this moment to come . . . . . Read More: Beauty Is The Truth In You Read Next: If You Do Not Escape