Just fantasy

Working oldone’s

dream,

flowing throughout,

 

a blood-red stream…

 

Twinkle of daylight

sorted simile,

a wrinkle of midnight

hostile, an fertile, superior

style…

 

Darken sight

whisper of lov

dead souls

becoming darkmatter

high above…

 

As their

missing out,  on our human lov

a teste

an testament there is

no god higher than,

love…

 


Just fantasy

Just fantasy

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