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A City On Heaven's Tongue

?A city on heaven's tongue So drop the world on my shoulders If I cannot make things right I won't make it worse. Don't try to see through me You may find ancestral stars Writing themselves into tales. My body is a city of dark mysteries Like those cited on heaven's tongue, I'm a magic onto everything human. There are more like me here Those who knew how to die, Died and born to redemption I won't make it worse If I cannot make things right So drop the world on my shoulders. Micheal Ace #magicalpoetry ©ACEworld

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