Sang by the weaver of Birth and Life, Archi.
When the universe was born, it was destined to give birth to life
The Gold, Red, and Black threads have been the source of life, fate and death.
Every living thing has been destined to nurture and explore
As of one the fate sisters,
My calling is to give you life and give you comfort
Weaving each tapestry with warmth, gentleness and care
Truly, truly, birth and life are a blessing to all of us.
Live, live, and run!
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dead stars: wishing and admiring from afar
Poetryprose & poetry to the stars that we used to have in our lives, i am sure that they have shined the brightest in their lifetime. my heart grieves with you.
