poetry

Once again

I once loved, once again
I raised my hand, I climbed high up
But I couldn’t be content
Like a fine eagle
Crawling on the ground
Yet, I loved and loved once again

I freed my anger, and I treasured all the stones
But I couldn’t resist
Thunder and storm broke into my house
Yet I loved and loved once again

I hung the demon on the wall
I closed all the evils
But I couldn’t break free
Blue Haven vanished in the thin air
Still, I loved and loved once again

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