22 NovLiberated

I think of where peace goes, when it’s all out of breath.

I wonder why stars glow, and what happens after death.

Thru rainbows and auto-adjustments of significant matters, we walk proud.

Heads high and good intensions. Goals set, I just need to arrange them.

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