By Myself

Through the weeping willows,
we cool enough staying lighter with thickness,
shifty shagging bouncing of righteousness,
i got my great raptors of the skies,
they salute me in the nights,
telling me we on course,
we will never forward blind,
yes the enrichment of artifact sediments,
increasing the potential of undeniable evidence,
leading the future while at the same time,
planting seeds in the past,
pendulum who swings eye stay balanced to last,
though i am coming up first,
disperse me reasoning solar powered outburst,
steady thirsty dwelling into my own feelings endowed,
without a doubt my only concern is survival into a good life.

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