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Why was he so trusting of his intuition? In an ever changing world of gold, glamour, greed and girls He leads me further astray At times I struggle to fight back On nights where my mind is clouded by the night cap Finger waves under your hat point to the picture on your night stand—“I like that” Knight standing guard of my queen Pardon the interruption while I intervene in your dreams and navigate to king Hand in hand on shared alter Of our worlds colliding like the memories of the last conversations with my father Together we prosper In a better life Entice in our passion
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 4:33 AM UTC
Folarin
Why was he so trusting of his intuition? In an ever changing world of gold, glamour, greed and girls He leads me further astray At times I struggle to fight back On nights where my mind is clouded by the night cap Finger waves under your hat point to the picture on your night stand—“I like that” Knight standing guard of my queen Pardon the interruption while I intervene in your dreams and navigate to king Hand in hand on shared alter Of our worlds colliding like the memories of the last conversations with my father Together we prosper In a better life Entice in our passion
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 4:33 AM UTC
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