Alive and yet still
under a vail
mystery unknown
A touch of grace?
Or a feeling of insanity?
Words mingled into
thoughts,emotions into
heart.
trace his footsteps
in the sand,follow
his voice in the mist
of far off lands
Unknown to us all?
or unoticed?
Laying thoughts to rest
and emotions to wander
so tell me this,
is beauty not insaity?
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