Our history
Braided down, through the ages
From hand to hand
Inking fate in the worlds pages
Of dirt and seed, fire and rock
Our forefathers, the sought
To weave a rope that would secure our hold
Into a better future
And sometimes if you stare closely you can see
The threads that separate slightly
Love of the universe that shines within
Guiding all gently in destiny
Into a better future
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100 Peices of Me
PoesíaThis is a collection of poems that I've been writing since I was ten years old. They encompass many things that I go through in life, and many of my thoughts. I hope you enjoy it. Edit: It gets better as it goes, the first section of the book is fro...
