The mystery of whose story will be of who draws the curtain.
Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance?
Who drives us mad...
lashes us with whips...
and crowns us with a victory when we survive this impossible?
Who is it that does all these things?Who honors those we love with the very life we live?
Who send monsters to kill us...
and at the same time sings that we'll never die?
Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies?
Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend?
Who chains us?
And who holds the key that can set us free?
D59 July.28,17
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