Blind Attraction,
Mouth to sword,
Glitter masks,
The unexplored.
Cascading moments,
Grains of sand,
Each star that falls,
A touch of hands.
Without a filter,
No lack of grace,
A heart that shines,
Without it’s place.
Forgone courage,
Not lost, yourself,
Each star it shines,
If for itself.
-Brocarde
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