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The Story Teller
I went to see a fortune teller today
She read my palms and told me what she saw
I asked her "How can you know these things?"
And this is what she told me:
"Your palms, they tell a story,
A story told, and a story to tell,
One told with stunning beauty,
One that someone needs to tell,
The lines and curves that speak if one would listen,
The depths that one could see if one would look,
Those lines and curves speak to me,
They tell me about your story,
Like pictures behind my eyes,
And sweet whispers heard softly in my ears,
That's how I know,
I'm just the story teller."
© Katie kay
She read my palms and told me what she saw
I asked her "How can you know these things?"
And this is what she told me:
"Your palms, they tell a story,
A story told, and a story to tell,
One told with stunning beauty,
One that someone needs to tell,
The lines and curves that speak if one would listen,
The depths that one could see if one would look,
Those lines and curves speak to me,
They tell me about your story,
Like pictures behind my eyes,
And sweet whispers heard softly in my ears,
That's how I know,
I'm just the story teller."
© Katie kay
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