In the forge of time where moments blend,
Whispers of hope and dreams descend.
With each heartbeat, a chance to mend,
To shape our path, where destinies transcend.
Let laughter ring like silver bells,
Through valleys deep and mountain swells.
Let kindness bloom where shadows dwell,
And stories of courage bravely tell.
In every sunrise, a promise anew,
In every raindrop, a cleansing view.
Embrace the scars that life imbues,
For they reveal the strength in you.
So in the symphony of life's refrain,
In every verse, in every line,
We strive to make this world divine.
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181 Keeping Watch
Each day she watched through her window. Watched? Perhaps an exaggeration: a monochromatic nuclear aftermath remaining of the world, blurring into a blindness--loss of contrast and depth of field. Achromatic aberrations displayed a waste-scape stratified in grays.
By Gerard DiLeo3 days ago in Fiction
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"In every verse, in every line, We strive to make this world divine" well said thoughts.