Mother cried out child don’t conta

If we had eyes that could see beyo
What if a sparrow embodies the tru
What if our last fighting chance f
and what if we are not part of th

Intimacy.
Rhythm of intimacy, increasing the
only my heart longs for you. A ref
my soul created a soulful tune tha
I call it intimacy, in you I see

A mighty sound of glory only heard
Like the finest piece of gold it r
Eyes filled with sparkles of fortu
A story told by the forefathers of
That fills the belly of a new born

I could feel she tried, flames in
ashes of a burnt trust in her hand
She tried to hold on but it was to
There is a fire inside her it ovul
Like a ring of glory it burns her

Our lives intersects in an angle o
The inheritance of information is
Infants receive lordship and it’s
We are digging holes inside our br