With vernal storms rising
We gather the powers of might.
Traveling through the highest skies
Alone forevermore, but so sublime..
Crying here to be free
from mortal form, so value less.
Heading towards the source of all.
(Alone forevermore)
In the hands of storm
I'M PURIFIED..
Searching for a connection,
archiac feelings from ancient times.
Heaven's clouds our open now,
to rain our final doom.
(Find the source of life)
©infj-loki
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