as the Heart, unfurls . . .

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and The Sun pales,  in surrender

Flamei

the most joyous of moments in a father’s life to ever take place,

are those when the brightest light shining in his entire universe

      is the smile on his child’s face . . .

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a Tool, of a God’s Design

 

 

 The Lore,  of The Lie

(  the ills,  of the world  )

 

  

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Pandora’s Lot saw freedom,

from One,  of cruelest Fame,

              in Zeus’ Plan all along,  was              *

     to ruin his Daughter’s Name . . .

 

  

 

so in This do trust,  for exonerate I must,  because She is not to Blame,

     for Zeus’ Eyes,  saw a higher Prize,  inside a Woman’s Box,  of Shame . . .

 

 

 

 

from Book II,  The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Fourth DoveTale – The Web of Pearls