In spirits;
& games,
these two brothers hath dabbled!
A rose, from the ashes
With song they doeth climb;
Back to "reality" where angels do hide
And angles abide .sharp.
Bards in a game of larp...
They projected to, each others hearts
Upon the
strings
sing
They did
But old as time
Tho both may be
They still are only kids
Love
The "emmoe of emmoes"
They sought only to toast
...
To GOOD TIMES!
O' what good times.
   Awaking from
Sleep was sweet.
       Tommorrow is a new day.
         So don't sleep it away.
...
They would say.
These 2 brothers
And then fly away.

And on that new day...
That came so swift.
The heavens shook violent
And the earth bore a rift
Soaring below
Deep in the caverns walls
Like a flying squirrels
Gliding above the world

Just barely escaping the deadliest
Cliff hits
No worry mates
Just excitement
for the prize below
Where the songs of men and oni
Doeth powerfully flow
And so they bestowed
Light in Shadows.
Decend-id.
Arise & Shine
No longer blind
They soar free
Deeper.
And deeper...
To finally
Reach thee
Seæ
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