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Scrape the Starry Skies
Soon, we will commence,
and let our worlds collide.
The blueprints of pretense,
we'll lay them side by side.
We'll dig into our fears,
and self-construct our pride.
Dancer
Somewhere in the dunes of time..
Where the River’s Bent
They lay there where the rivers bent
To streaming thoughts, tapped their toes
Not sure where the river sets
But hoped to god it flows
Lurk Around
I'd stir the darkness in their sleep, and in their wake,
and I would do what it takes
just for the sake of higher stakes..