The Cyrstal Stone From the East
The rock stone of the east
Mid night diamonds rain again
The stars carol the secret verse
A brand new of them is born
Song last sung decades past meander down their vocal cords
Rackets of boat fly cross the desert
Nectar swims down their beliefs
Wishes of the end point spray his mind
He feels courtesy found him ones more
Stress free was the path of acquisition
Strange from today's identity
Yet conscious of before alarm for traffic of arena,Make him split the coin of focus
Actions ring strange bells to mind
Actions set him on a take mark position
For any terror or embrace
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