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‘Gravitat,

Have you not seen the dazzling starry nights  

in the afar heartland  that brightens our world?

With the clearest sky in the opposite direction

and with the creation of hereafter, and the underworld,

as we behold faith to our desire and dreamworld.

You are the truth that lingers through our nature,

thereof, spoken by, the rain fiddles with those who believe.

Just one more grieve that frightens me daily

From the eternal distrust that angels lost to retrieve.

My one and only hope, whereof a subtle voice

Has spoken one faith after another.

Tonight, I reach for those stars,

as I flee for my earth mother.



 

‘This Sunday,

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