The view astounds
As the word bounds from the top to the ground
I find what was said to not be found
My soul resonates sound
Every ink stained page bleeding its thoughts
Into my mind
Seeking the sight of the blind
Only to find I am lost
Eternal in my mind
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Well done, I love that it rhymes!
Spectacular and loved it!!!❤️❤️💕
Beautiful work!