Tuesday, 22 April 2025

Kiara

Signs to fly away from, we won't ever forget, all those scattered and gone, the inspiration I drew, thrust like a Tornado jet, our many whispered views, fire and a distant babylon, arrives to meet my target, no listless walk amongst us, beyond these daily clues, my days are ever spent, fighting over what to do, I wash myself down, no matter what the bet, lay these golden crowns, now on a world cruise, through my rainbow precept, I'll cover all my dues, on my sleeve’s a wrong, no bell calls me yet, think of government bonds, not yet dreamt.

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