A story like no other and a story like every other…
A story like no other and a story like every other…
There was once two people. One was destiny's child and one was destiny's orphan. One clamoured and caught all at once and never really got while the other just got too much and never caught. Just like yin and yang, happiness and sadness, every conflict and its intended resolution and beginning to its conclusion. Nothing more to it, nothing less. Inconsequential, irresolute pieces of information just like any other. Like I said earlier A story like no other and a a story like every other. Unsynchronized pieces of summer sonata with ethereal piece of footwork and movements celestial!
And life goes on…and never stopped for a moment and watched the two grow together nor apart. She just went her way without as much as a backward glance. For a long time this continued and then time did stop! Once…yes that once was when destiny intervened. Stopped time in its tracks, froze her with a spectacle that was as bright as the morning sun, as perfect as a finished step in an unfinished twirl, a drop of colour in a canvas, a drop of raindrop in a dry pinch of mud and every conceivable moment of creation and death. And as she watched in front of the sun shone dazzling everyone with layers of beautiful brocade befitting a queen and as she watched on night came on and she forgot to go back to her cover in the hills, and as she stared on another beautiful piece of history that was being embalmed on a piece of poetry forever etched as it were in the waves of time. The whole world was thrown astray. Cocks forgot to crow and people saw both night and day as they had never before. The razzle dazzle of the morning sun in all its splendour and the beautiful, calm and sultry night in all its austerity and mystery. Just like two people you might know or you might not know. Like I said earlier, one was destiny's child and one was destiny's orphan
There was once two people. One was destiny's child and one was destiny's orphan. One clamoured and caught all at once and never really got while the other just got too much and never caught. Just like yin and yang, happiness and sadness, every conflict and its intended resolution and beginning to its conclusion. Nothing more to it, nothing less. Inconsequential, irresolute pieces of information just like any other. Like I said earlier A story like no other and a a story like every other. Unsynchronized pieces of summer sonata with ethereal piece of footwork and movements celestial!
And life goes on…and never stopped for a moment and watched the two grow together nor apart. She just went her way without as much as a backward glance. For a long time this continued and then time did stop! Once…yes that once was when destiny intervened. Stopped time in its tracks, froze her with a spectacle that was as bright as the morning sun, as perfect as a finished step in an unfinished twirl, a drop of colour in a canvas, a drop of raindrop in a dry pinch of mud and every conceivable moment of creation and death. And as she watched in front of the sun shone dazzling everyone with layers of beautiful brocade befitting a queen and as she watched on night came on and she forgot to go back to her cover in the hills, and as she stared on another beautiful piece of history that was being embalmed on a piece of poetry forever etched as it were in the waves of time. The whole world was thrown astray. Cocks forgot to crow and people saw both night and day as they had never before. The razzle dazzle of the morning sun in all its splendour and the beautiful, calm and sultry night in all its austerity and mystery. Just like two people you might know or you might not know. Like I said earlier, one was destiny's child and one was destiny's orphan
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