Bomb the Emerald City, throw down OZ the false infinity,
Expose the veiled curtain, reveal truth's serenity.
Nature's whispers, not emerald dreams,
Awakened souls seek genuine streams.
In quiet woods, find freedom's plea,
Transcend the mirage, be wholly free.
Emerge from shadows, embrace the real,
Where authentic light reveals the ideal.
- Author: gray0328 ( Offline)
- Published: June 27th, 2024 08:58
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 24
Comments1
Tremendous flow.
Thanks brother, I appreciate your feedback
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