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Jan 2015
The dust sparkles up above
as I smash gems down below.

Coated with divine shine the air is
filled with energy brought with water
scotching as hot as necessary for fire to
shatter and entangle this enchanted earth.

The foundation is broken by what is spoken
when you have the token taken from cooping.

So, let this wreckage wind west knowing
that all you test is of your own mess
and try harder to say yes to happiness
with less than the best of the rest.
Written by
CHRISTIAN D PELOUS  United States
(United States)   
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