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Before my music box unplugs
I would love to sit on thrones
Not to overthrown the King
Nor to question His great realm
But have galaxies on my gaze
With the air coming from my breath…
A friendly storm and iceberg
While my saliva pours down as rains
Demystifying gravity
Picking up things of pretty weights
Not to oppose gravity
But to appreciate and perceive
Up high, I shall understand why
He often spare predators;
But I am on a borrowed life
Ghosts to turn, one day in time.
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
The cock may crowat the break of dawnhopeful we are for,tomorrow’s sun…There are times I think about leavingand where I will belost in my sleepOn…
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