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The Mystic (Original Poetry)

Tender leaves falling down decorating the pavement tiny footprints adding flavor making the mosaic complete.   Walking barefoot in the streets feeling the morning breeze tingling in every single cell inviting the body to dismantle the spell.   Jumping through different spheres made him grumpy and unfulfilled he used to be the leader in a far away hemisphere species valued him because he was multiskilled.   Emotional cripples wandered through the skies spreading misfortunes and lies dimensions cracking up in front of his eyes invoking decadence and leading to total decline.   This realm entertained his senses turning his bitterness into motivation unleashing a power unrecognized by the masses a force for good, he needed to tackle new chances.   He was forbidden to act like a master disallowing him to interfere in earthly matters questioning his devotion to higher dimensions imposing rules and withdrawing all his possessions.   A haunted mystic with an awakened spirit lightning up the streets searching for a culprit recovering from a decade-long battle healing his wounds, ready to get settled in a nearby castle.   💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎 Creative art by Daniela S. Originally published on the Hive blockchain at @**KriszRokk**. https://ecency.com/poetry/@kriszrokk/the-mystic-original-poetry

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