Looking for the man with a sword.
The sword in the form of a pencil.
Abled to pen my thoughts,
Erasing my torment.
Bringing summer solstice;
Ending the unwelcoming epoch.
Awakening from Subconscious body
Orderly drunk with the odour of happiness
Feeling high on cloud nine
To such men existing,
Where are you ❓
And I will meet you there.
@tinkerbell61
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