Legacy of Art

by Arter Kingsawat
(Huntington Station, NY)

Sometimes words can’t express, how thankful I am for your extravagant caress. I couldn’t even imagine, someone who examined my mind without even asking. It’s like as if I was a partner, a brother, another.. brain undiscovered destined to be recovered. I’m glad it was you that intercepted my mind, cause to be honest, no significant other could have redefined my kind. Your crafted set of talents, resurrected a gallant ego tangent. Advancing to bigger commandments, I’ll leave a legacy even G-d himself will demand it.

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