your word are eternal

houww..! How I still, and always, remember.. All the time when we get the tantrum of words.. How we cling to the air, for any salvation.. All the movement are in pure freedom.. We started our own personal kingdom.. Where all are kings and kins.. To kindly let all goddess to jump happily atop our belly.. never compromise any promises.. All kisses are journals of the long lost hope.. We are pope.. Of pop-art and immaculative poetry.. We keep on whirling, and dancing, and.. All poems be.. The weapons and tunes.. Of solitude madness.. All words are spawns of future sanctuary.. We know, we flow.. Eternally.

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