The lines outgrew his palms,
he wanted more from life,
much more than his destiny offered,
for his dreams weren’t bound by fist,
instead chose to take leap from his fingertips.
The lines outgrew his palms,
he wanted more from life,
much more than his destiny offered,
for his dreams weren’t bound by fist,
instead chose to take leap from his fingertips.
Perfectly written, this poem is unique…. ❤
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Thanks Vail
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