Simply Loved

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Lost in short sighted quips, the dull fades.
Cut glass made, material gains my pockets fill.
Misty bank fought through, I grow to know the lost.

Could it be, our lives are far more in balance.
I fight to stand, I realize I am small thread in this weave.
The loneliness fades with many who love me.

Yet I know little has changed, trouble unmakes light.
Now I find myself at a pinnacle, growing in the night.
Many things are on the threshold, great change is to come.

Yet I cannot deny what lives inside me hasn't been undone.
I seek to do it all, love hunts me, no lull, these blues bear fruit.

Only meant to ever become a man of love, captured by what seeks me.
Wealth is a feeling, the same as love, living sparks, common threads.
The reality of a gem, it may be glass yet is brilliant, priceless all the same.

FE&E 2 Alison
1ov3 David