Penniless Turmoil
No money to spend
Few bones in the grave
To hold
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To give
No words to speak
Few breathes to take
Swaying & portraying
Cotton is in the breeze
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No money to spend
Few bones in the grave
To hold
____
To give
No words to speak
Few breathes to take
Swaying & portraying
Cotton is in the breeze
To move efficiently gliding
With no objective to fidget
Still
Remaining in an oblivion
Remote & obscured
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White light awaits
Streaming colors of illuminated essence
A rejuvenating revival
To originate
Courses of actions throughout our own diminished time
Maybe the balance we need to stay in between
Take things slowly into hand to grow vastly
Like grains of sand
Nobody can step on you above the tides
You will float
As we evacuate this old town
Recollections start to fade
Our dreams will start to begin
Making old into new a fresh start around the year 2032
No friends to keep at hold
They will grow forever old
Ridding on
Blooming out as a mature flower
New life will flow sprout out into ease
Night will follow and the Sun will rise continuously
Viewing the World in depth
Spiraling
Upward and out
Nothing makes sense
Nothing is real
Colors so vibrant & detailed
Head in the clouds
Standing so high
Above all life
Existence is pure
Glorious flowers bloom
Everyone is adored
To endeavor this moment
To end nothing
To stay satisfied
Eating wheat and barley
Here we are entwined together
We separate and forever remember
Illusions and obstacles bound in our way
Side by side we will remain
Bellicose to any dangerous encounters
Grasping on before we decease
Ashes together after our peak
Spread across the World
After years spent mourning
Our surpassed memories that make our mind unclear
Forever fade into the sky
Worthy we were
To live happily
Testing and timing
It all shall cycle
Upon the horizon