Bacardi Gold posted: " by : Bacardi Gold21/july/2021______________________ Photo by Gabriela Palai on Pexels.com______________________ i don't mean to tread what's in the cardsunveiling a scene at the doors of fantasy seems to float on the stream of fallacythis won't ho"
i don't mean to tread what's in the cards unveiling a scene at the doors of fantasy seems to float on the stream of fallacy this won't hold water, be jolly and holy
roads i know not where they lead downhill and the other is up so steep shutting eyes to what's in front of me clueless, the road appears endless and free
downhill hike is a deadly choice of all forms where it ends, the sea cooks the birth of storms horrendous waves crash, blasting rocks in minutes trekking the devil's road of anthills in the infinite
held my head up near the dark clouds razor-sharp marble road winding on mountain tops people at ease whiling hours of motionless grasping some air for the much needed rest
right before me is the road i have ignored unruffled, composed, and silently obscured gardens of flowers, trees, and birds abound papa and mama are waving at the paradise' found...
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