To read minds on evil faces.
And seek refuge inside foreign hearts.
To break down aggressive strongholds.
And destroy all traces of corruption.
Pathways are anyways.
In the day or the night.
Honey is like essence of love.
A dove of peace and rainbows.
To walk where others fear.
A shadow ghost so near.
To listen to faint whispers.
Where eagles soar higher above.
Feathers for comfort.
Off the beaten tracks.
Far from ignorant forms.
Destiny our greatest friend.
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