Visionary Emission
In a day trance
I self impose an utterance
An enchanting proposal
Ought not to disposal
Neither let go rigor mortis
Only a motive an aim to live
But in fear does my feet murmur for hope
For a journey of the miles suffereth my feet to cope
Although reaching ernest dreams remains in my muscles an apt
But whether or not to go sleeps in my court to opt
So readily I to the seizure
But far away yet seems the treasure
And pretty tiny are my feet to measure
Yet in solemn agony my feet cry out for pressure
When need not I take to leisure
But whereas i notice the content of fate in good
Then I need a moving mood
Out of neighbourhood
To run aspiration of inspirations
In visionary emissions
Against all odds of perspiration
To invaluable commemoration
For in the peak valley, there lies the treasure
All in suspense for my pleasure
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