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Mar 2017
A golden sky remaining far
intangible
Past experience who you are
failure making half the man
Slowly losing grains of sand
eating at my inner flesh
Mishaps that i wish i kept
tunneled down deep inside
Rotting in the winners eyes
hating all that isn't straight
Has you stuck inside the gate
open wide your eyes and ears
Say goodbye to all your fears
something far is something seen
Close enough if your serene
clouds would have me envy them
Flying close to heavens brim
if i had a wish to make
I would go to heavens gate
waving hands to all my friends
Devils hoping its pretend.
Mark The Vagabond
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