In between the crooks of sane and sanity
Let's hover over the illusion of gusts
For a world awaits to leave you boundless
And shackle the lost rhythms of the unheard
Let's hover over the illusion of gusts
For a world awaits to leave you boundless
And shackle the lost rhythms of the unheard
In the varsity of abstruse that bless you
Let's sprinkle joy in the darkest of nights
For the chords rove you to shower insanity
May life smile over the struggled soul
beautiful poem
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