Leaps & jumps of faith..I travel to skies unforeseen,
Shattered the ground, to plummet was a choice lucky.
No longer the same careless brave I leave,
All’s now uncertain lessons of a ghost town..
Can I afford ever to be seen?
Stark without a shroud naked,
Dark clouds hurriedly cover my modesty.
Hear-hear, ye say..
Fuck off..The breath, the sight is as silent as I.
Gypsy & the wicked crystal ball,
Savant’s savate, I am what I ever want to be!
Let the scars envision a cross..
Cosmic tales be true, & I a blasphemy!
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