Floating for surface
Burned lungs hope a cool breeze breath
Death feels like living
Downed gate fuels my sweat
Engine burns in clenching fists
Light burns bright yellow
Slow globe blizzard burst
Flame fumes from boiled cauldrons
Steam fills atmosphere
Running feet planted
Potential reverberates
Sound the gun's chorus
Vows shared and bells toll
Crowed waits departure joyous
Now the doves fly free
Passionate like a bear. Stubborn as a ram. Systematic as a rocket scientist.
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