What the greats do They take a single Invisible Thread of everyone's life So embedded in ourselves Involved with all we do We can't even see it Through whatever it's weaved in... They take this thread We touch it Smell it See it Feel it For the very first time Eventhough we've been surrounded by it For eternity... And what the greats do They weave it right back in As though nothing happened And lets this one thread Stick out in our eyes Just a little bit As to not to forget it That's What the greats do.Birth sign: Gemini
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