This is like singing a flop song..
Lot of people here hungry for sparking sensations..
Socialising, Promoting, Publicising, Campaigning..
Here I have nothing to market..
My words although weights, will never sell..
Nor it will tell, things it's supposed to tell..
It'll continue to flow, till I find the origin..
It'll continue to glow, till I don't popularise..
This is just a flamboyant, charismatic stone..
Popular Philosopher's Stone..
Lot of people here hungry for sparking sensations..
Socialising, Promoting, Publicising, Campaigning..
Here I have nothing to market..
My words although weights, will never sell..
Nor it will tell, things it's supposed to tell..
It'll continue to flow, till I find the origin..
It'll continue to glow, till I don't popularise..
This is just a flamboyant, charismatic stone..
Popular Philosopher's Stone..
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Thank you for leaving a kind word at each offering,
it is in this generosity that a true sense of
belonging is born. [Lines from Rebecca's blogpost]