Truth
And truth comes sailing. All I can see is fragments
Pieces of love and comfort pushes like a gentle wave. And I surf into the beach still standing, when I do my walk on Earth
Sometimes truth seems fading. I can only create my own, based on the essence of that gentle push
This is my magic, my creation, based on what I see
Oh let me believe in Love
and see you
Art and Text by Swallows and Ladybirds
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