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Lost in the labyrinth
with broken wings,
Two souls yearning,
as if destiny is calling.
Their flaps may be tattered,
their colors dim,
But together they find solace,
a healing hymn.
Through twists and turns,
they find their way,
And rise again,
obviously not to play.
With each flutter,
hope is born,
The will to live,
as they sojourn.
Time will tell,
as they do mend,
With resilient hearts,
they do not pretend,
They dance in the shadows,
a delicate ballet,
Finding beauty in the brokenness,
come what may.
Finally a pair,
And no one can compare,
They flew together,
To a tale of forever.
@iam.inkedsoul
with broken wings,
Two souls yearning,
as if destiny is calling.
Their flaps may be tattered,
their colors dim,
But together they find solace,
a healing hymn.
Through twists and turns,
they find their way,
And rise again,
obviously not to play.
With each flutter,
hope is born,
The will to live,
as they sojourn.
Time will tell,
as they do mend,
With resilient hearts,
they do not pretend,
They dance in the shadows,
a delicate ballet,
Finding beauty in the brokenness,
come what may.
Finally a pair,
And no one can compare,
They flew together,
To a tale of forever.
@iam.inkedsoul
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