Indulgence

 

Darkness works at its best when experienced from a distance, like the stars that are seemingly shining brighter at night afar; and a mind must fill out its sentient blanks with the quality of love to fulfill a heart and soul who has been running from himself.

Essentially, a true artist is a child who simply could not see the same place in time differently; and his lovesick view which stays unaging at heart, makes no leader for a fickle world of common hatred, unless they agree upon changing for the better.

Once they are part of a forever wandering singularity whose clear image is as it wishes to seem with a heart lighter than a feather; forgiveness shall become the only constant as a moral reform, and the indulgence a living should ever need.


12 String Blues

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