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Mis spell

The spells are broken

The enemies slain

There's nothing to forgive 

Cos I ain't a part of this game 

I was played upon by others 

So their spells find their way back home

I do apologise to everyone 

For any wrong and harm I may have done 

Under spell or not, wrong is wrong

Whether done by others or me

But the lessons I learnt 

Shall always remain with me 

These lessons are important to me 

For each lesson has a Moral to learn from 

Keeping that in mind 

I won't be making any mistake twice 

What once was, it was

What today is, it is

What tomorrow may be, will be

For me, I'm just the grass 

Bending in the direction 

In which God blows the wind 

 

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Sunshine

Sun 17th Jul 2022 22:22

It sure does... Finally. Thanks Nigel 🌹

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Nigel Astell

Mon 11th Jul 2022 01:02

Find your wishing well
throw penny thoughts
cast out spells
your true self returns.

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