Judge me not.

I reminisce on my stories,
Because it’s this magical place,
I feel the embrace of the stars,
And the warmth of the creation I make,
So if I write of a beauty of the skies,
If I make my stars hot and the sun cold,
If I dance to the silent music,
Don’t judge,

For I have a gift to tell tales of truth, and those of lies, they have known a beauty more captivating than that of the horizon.

Queen of words.I reminisce on my stories,
Because it’s this magical place,
I feel the embrace of the stars,
And the warmth of the creation I make,
So if I write of a beauty of the skies,
If I make my stars hot and the sun cold,
If I dance to the silent music,
Don’t judge,

For I have a gift to tell tales of truth, and those of lies, they have known a beauty more captivating than that of the horizon.

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