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May 2018
What is this
Joyride you're taking?
Happy suns and pleasant night
Freedom reigning, joy,joy
What is this?
This reign that makes me reign
Is not the rain that made me rain
So I question it's validity
It's derivation?
A problem. Maybe it's a problem.
Maybe it's a scream
Maybe this Joyride
Is running on thoughts of deliverance
Echos of finality
The wonders of the absolute.
This reign? That rain?
That shine
That shine
That smudge
I see a smudge in it
This smudge?
Am I overthinking again?
Is this subconscious anxiety?
My reign ?
My rain?
My wants, my wants are delivered
They are delivered
And this is first class deliverance
From an economy sender
Am I wrong
To question it's origins?
Am I wrong,
To wonder ?
To see what you believed a ghost
I've seen him
I see him
It's possessed you
That reign
Or was it the rain
That held your spirit all along?
How much does it cost,this possession?
Is it free ?
Or are you making your last payment?
Is this your down payment?
What do you owe ?
Do you owe?
Did it owe you?
This reign,
Or that rain ?

I kneel for rain
For hopes of its previous passing
And this spectrum
Is 3 dimensional
I kneel for reign
And it's longevity
In you
I clasp for it
I bow to it.
BeeRod
Written by
BeeRod  25/F
(25/F)   
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   Dimitrios Sarris
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