𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗮𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲.

FROM CHIZZY’S DIARY

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POEM 71

𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲’𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘆, 𝘃𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱
𝗪𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱

𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻
𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻, 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻

𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘃𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝘂𝗲
𝗢𝗳 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘄

𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗲
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲

𝗜𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲, 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱
𝗔 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝗮 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱

𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲’𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗱𝘀
𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀

𝗦𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱
𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱

𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁
𝗪𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

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