Shape of Rest
Adventure past the sea,
there lies a treasure,
value worth a thousand sea's
tailored in gift's,
honed by grit
Time lies to
only the believer
of it's exitance.
Become free,
Understand the un-understandable,
Shape the clouds
with visions of the sun.
Shape the sun
with visions of the moon
Shape the earth
with visions of love.
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