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I Bestowed

Updated on October 27, 2016
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I bestowed upon the invisible hands that lay unawakened

I bestowed upon the invisible hands that lay unawakened
I questioned my past and all the lessons time had taught
I took my breaths of profound calm and realized the reiterated

I bestowed upon the invisible hands that lay unawakened
I drank from my fallible thirsts every time a new lesson emerged
I kept a mental ledger, yet still fell prey to parched milestones

I bestowed upon the invisible hands that lay unawakened
I felt the revolutions making their presence apparent in me
I could but try and still pry, end up dead again and cry

My thirst, my parched self, my years, all taught me to bear with time
I couldn't answer my questions when I needed to, so I surrendered...
I bestowed upon the invisible hands that lay unawakened...

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