we are
carved from soft
sculpted
with a hesitant hand
strung with
opinionated hair and
attitudes
a vision about the world
that's colored by
the way we feel about
others
and we're all so
varying
each sprouts that
burst into vivid
colors that
brighten the earth
for each other
and we should just
primally help
our fellow
ones
on our feet
when we
stumble in our
towering shoes
but
sometimes
we take the opportunity
to flush ourselves through
discreetly
as not to leave a stain
that can be traced
back to us
but mostly I think good things
come from bonds
that we forge
when we're young
and then old
ever-changing
ever-growing
defying
others' prisons
growing up our own meadows
lush and filled with sunlight from
the lifted lips that
adorn our faces
into the pink horizon
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I like this. It's intriguing, and beautifully written.
This is very intriguing! I
This is very intriguing! I loved your wording, it evoked a lot of vivid images. The way I understood it is that you were trying to say that relationships are sort of what make us human and that we often get stuck on ourselves versus helping out our fellow man. But I could be wrong! Curious to see what you intended. :)
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This is beautiful! Wording
This is beautiful! Wording and flow incredible! For a while I was having difficulty interpreting it, but I really like it! Very well done and thought provoking ;) very, very well done!
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