Through hope, we breathe, lush in ballad,
A floating sea, brushed our palettes,
An open sky, plush, no malice,
Inside we lie, clouds puffed,our palace.
A seasonal sonata; sweet summer sonnets;
Measures brought forth with the hum of comets,
We reached a place ingrained - true love is honest;
Where our faith remained within a budding promise.
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I havent seen anything written like this around here for awhile
this was a pretty dope set of concepts that you set up here...
I thought everything in this piece was pretty cool this was my favorite though
an interesting set of pace from the beginning, I really liked this though
a refreshing read mixed in with what has become the norm around here...
dope work brah
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