Handmade

A puppeteer,happily laughs.Eagerly steers,a narrow path. Pulling my strings,making me fling,giving me wings,dance as he sings. Well entertained,as he creates.Knowledge ingrained,he gives as traits. Gives me a life,that he designs,opens his eyes,while closing mine. A breath of light,planted inside.Provides insight,serves as a guide. Hides far behind,thoughts in my mind,feels undefined,and so divine. – Grace Y. […]

Handmade

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