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"Destined Minds"

I was once....

I was once...

hard fibrous linguified
I have travelled far
lying beneath the bark and
consisting largely of cellulose and lignin.

I am hunted down but cannot run
and nor can my children my
long awaited offspring
I am sought after and cannot hide

I am the music that sits under your chin
I am your shelter and protector
I am the holder of valuable things
I am the cross upon which the saviour died

I am the instrument that turns
mere mortals into sporting legends
I am the shade over your romance
I am the shelter from rain

I am the hiding and place of sanctuary
for many feathered beings
I am the panel of torture
and now stand blood stained

I am the burning ambers
that keep the mortals huddled
and warm

I am the cradle that birthed
a lowly king from the highest
of realms

I am the door that is always open
I am the door that many a man has knocked upon
I am the door that you have kept closed from
the world

still working on this piece guys....not sure where it wants to go....

Of Gentler TimesSpirit of Liberty

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