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As feeble to the human strength,
Their minds are matched by no other
Compelled to a life of choice
Unorthodox? It is
However it is truly a gift
The oppurtunity to choose between light and dark
It is what makes their world special
Nevertheless, it is what divides them
Despite their freedom, they are still bounded
Bounded to blindness
They wander and wallow, knowing not where they go
For if they did, this gift would be gone.
- by Sir Alexandria Milke |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 07/15/2008 |
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- Title: ~The Human Soul~
- Artist: Sir Alexandria Milke
- Description: Don't look for the words, let the words find you...
- Date: 07/15/2008
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