Seven Rings, Chapter I Verse 1 Labor of Love

Yes.

Tools were given.

The designer of which wanted us

to understand their use.

The purpose of which,

Was a channel between us.

Where the highest high,

Is different than the lowest low.

All.

Many times subhuman made,

On the canvas of my background spread,

Seen only today,

Through the being of mine,

I will not be held.

Take the tools and labor,

Only so the face of work is

Faceless.

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