everybody looks at gold
it's like a platform
the tar can't be just held
the majority can't just confess
distance is distance
but how much is the unification
celebrating these moments is not a dream
but it's all the reality
glimpse and tipsy redemption
I can't make all this so clear
but all my words do is a description
the collection is a intense
she is all beautiful
a pillar of the gloss cloud
seen even in the fog of the blind
all Devine affliction above the crowd
©agabakeith
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