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Dec 2016
I read once of the blue dragon
Oh behemoth your weight is crushing me
The line is death
but I do love it when my life is at stake
And then again have you ever felt like that
It is so exhilarating
Like tiny ants crawling on my skin
I ask myself who am I
But I am blank just empty space
so that I could be anyone
and I am everything
always shapeshifting
I will take your form
as you stare at me amazed
I smile and show you secrets
Written by
Buckstone
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