Song Of Jewels Comments

When all those seasons chiseled away at my enduring heart, wistfully fell the chips to settle in the dust. They say:
She throws away her youth for a glimmer in the future. They know not, I have learnt to befriend the wind that blows out weak fires and makes strong fires roar and prosper. Now that he has come to smother me in glitters that glimmer away, I learn to fight fire with fire. They open their mouths.
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He comes to ceremoniously embellish my dreams in a dazzle of jewels. Jewels so eager to outdo the other in luster, that they don’t speak to each other. Jewels that share my fervor, that know what it is to be wounded with fire trapped in their hearts, that they sit like fireflies.
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