We weaved wonders with war..
Harbingers holding hate.. Harolds happiness..
Overloaded on obstacles.. obstructions.. omens.
Asking Alexandrias ashes.. answers abound.
Requiring requiem.. remembering repose.
Enter endless eloquence.. endeavors evermore.
Yearning, yelling.. yesterday yoked you yet.
Onward.. outward.. only over objectified..
Undertakeing, unity.. understanding universally.
seems as though, I'm never free.
i am you..
i am me..
Thank you for reading, listening or following along.
Be love.
