Victims want there to be karma. I think, if a person consistently dose wrong, it’ll catch up to them. Unfortunately, sly, clever, and lucky keep wrong doers safe. Now, why would a wrong doer have luck? Seems like luck should go to the nice people
She sat in the woven chair A nest of sorts, she sat, sorting thoughts Her earrings dangling, casting light back to the sun He watched her, both contemplating She, her desire to fly Him, his desire for her sparkle He came closer, drawn in by threads of light She looked up, shielding her eyes Grand wings, lofty in flight She became intranced, a statue in the garden He brushed her cheek with ebony feathers Before plucking her earring, That is the sting of love
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