making platinum brick roads with white gold gleams,
nimbus clouds dawn silver sheens,
upon grey parchments while lightning screams,
where the rain connects us to the heavens,
dont forget to breathe ..
to pay with love and respect to generations in distant transitions, bow our heads forward, completing missions emerald tinted. with dark and light in choices, we lead the way, strumming kite strings creating sound waves, waiting for the day when we can assemble a trust for ourselves .. but this peace lies not in Eden, rather Eden lies within you, budding and blooming our harmony of the spheres ...
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