Way beyond I will
come, to accept a farewell
invite, being mortal.
*
To honor god we love
fire, like molten lava shooting
out from earth's mouth.
*
Tiny drops of frozen
tears on check. The bruised time
bribes all corrupts.
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Author:
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- Category: Nature
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