the only real praise there is.
we've been awoken from our dreams times too many.
hold my heart up, hold my hand steady, lift my chin so the rain can fall full impact.
i'll feel this since i'm living this.
are we alone?, the question that both answers itself and doesn't.
and we'll jump into our empire of truth and it will drench us and cause us to move up and on.
it is only in these short beginnings that the empire crashes,
in reality It is the strong Beauty It always was.
do you see the sunlight behind the clouds?
yes, no, certain not always.
one day we'll soar and Sonbathe all the time.
we don't often see what keeps us alive.
but oh, how we long to.
jump!
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