KALEIDOSCOPE: THE LIGHTS

In the drudgery that sometimes defines our existence,
We cleave to the things that lift our skies.
Hold fast to the rays that illuminate our dark to semi-dark places.
We reach toward a kaleidoscope,
We turn it until the light we choose comes through.
One that lifts the drudgery that sometimes defines our existence.

Amare Poeta

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