Spinning around the world,
living life on the top,
making me high like a spinning top
discovering a dreamworld.
The love that remains,
are the lost ruins,
of a shelter once called home,
a refugee camp? No more of a gnome
camp.
To the top of my abilities,
I fly exploring the universalities
of places far away from the single
and individual angle.
Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 3:18 AM UTC
Spinning around the world,
living life on the top,
making me high like a spinning top
discovering a dreamworld.
The love that remains,
are the lost ruins,
of a shelter once called home,
a refugee camp? No more of a gnome
camp.
To the top of my abilities,
I fly exploring the universalities
of places far away from the single
and individual angle.