To Speak,
with the flavor of grace,
requires truth to be said.
Not Spoken
A Continual Road,
paved with pain,
delivers growth,
not shame.
To Recover,
from what has been done,
takes Voice of Been.
In Every Begin Birthed,
Win!!
Appreciative of small favors,
a testimony of,
I've been theirs.
However!
Time delivers Age,
to go a Knew way.
It is the patience,
that may deliver Knight.
Knot in this World
I state,
A Date of not Myth,
just miss.
By Design,
Forged-for-Rhyme,
out of sublime,
to say:
"The Rings-of-Gold, and Established Home, Views from this I Roam."
Not of Fear,
for that's been here,
but War declared,
merited an exit.
It is Fate to Believe
In What?
Remains up to You,
not me!
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