G - Greetings
Golden ghost
Guided through the gloom and grief
Generate growth in the grieving ghouls still going and become the glue between our groups
The givers last gift
Gapping our grids, ghastly in all your glory
A gallant gamble
To gratify all grudges into a genesis so genuine
Grateful my gaze catches a glimpse of your gilded glow
Grounded and gagged as I grovel in the gleam of gathering gravity, my guardian
A galvanizing gash gears toward a gradient gateway from this geocentric galaxy
The guilt that has governed me has been guided by grace to the grave
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