Bound to bring, for you to hold
When pieces fall from the corners all
Shaken up and woken to, what you u’ve never seen before..
Every turn and every move
Brings things close or fall apart
For the eye that hasn’t changed, it’s the same state of art…
It keeps falling, and rising up,The views keep changing, and eyes go wideBut all the learnings and all the fallsMakes no change,when peace goes for a ride.-- CVR in response to my lines.
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