The Quest
Man it's been decades
Wishing to myself,
And sing hymns...
Rejoicing to the self,
Just came back from the pits
Opposite the tabernacle of the temple
A G be another ghost so I'm creeping,
Seeking self midst my lower self
Behind bars of pleasure and freed by pain,
Contemplating my next move
As life swifts in time,
Rain hits trees and rocks maintain the ocean,
Deep dives: I'm taking a swim!
From splashes to smashes,
The fall I'm scared of...
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