Originally Posted by
Idiom
i've aquired the arcane, miles i walked through bizarre weather wit hard rains
i had maintained my cool, patience is a virtue, meditated and collected my thoughts
while the herbs brew, as i merge into a weLLbeing evil thoughts and sights were freeing
from my conscience mind, good and evil wiLL always entwine, this is certain
life is short, i take a sip from a burton but never to be too off my wits, i live for
the moment, taking one step at a time, i sleep most peacefully to sounds of wind chimes
i've climbed high peaks to breathe in clean air, glaring upon the setting of the sun, i've
learned that life is a short run, so i choose to jog, keepin my thoughts clear of the fog.
OmO < Idiom
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