Imagined with the heart.
Sketched by hand.
Woven in time.
Coloring days,
Passing unnoticed.
It wasn’t often,
I cared to stare,
Where my feet tread.
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Imagined with the heart.
Sketched by hand.
Woven in time.
Coloring days,
Passing unnoticed.
It wasn’t often,
I cared to stare,
Where my feet tread.