When the tides of life run h
i
g
h
thy soul must seek quiet beauty
like petals reaching soundlessly
from an Orchids light
flawlessly perfect
the SonG has started to play
a jazzy colourful melody
a dance
a turn
a smile
a new dress with ruffles from scratch
a pattern
a pencil
a smile
all from an Orchids light
flawlessly perfect
we make mistakes.
k. who lives by the Sea
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