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Charm
It’s snowing the tales over usWith chapters surrounded by charm.The evening is seizing the palmOf seven desires. A spellIs crossing in seconds the path,Just seven were those, yet apartSome stings lost their battle duel. It’s raining the colours in verseIn seven nuances through rhymes,Their songs bring the night in the cymesWith seven desirous bouquetsOf ardours…
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Carving Freedom’s Lands
Drawing lines between the thoughts,Puzzled in a freedom’s square,Where the colours become words,For the stories to be shared.There is not a silent shade,But a passion and a dare. Crafting dreams from what seems gone,Broken in a misty tale,Twisting sorrow to fresh dawn,With the hues from the faith’s trail,Where the memories enfold,Zesty sagas to be told.…