Crossroads in the desert sands swirls,
an orb whirls around as clouds gather,
lightning bolt violet violently twirls,
roads crack with shotgun thunder.
Visage a pearl cascades as she approaches me,
cut through the dirt she speaks a litany reverie,
“You enjoy your dream, your echo, everything?”
My foot slides back as countenance begin smiling
“I didn’t shake or sign anything, don’t owe...
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