Writing is in all of us
it flows forth from the alpha to the omega
our spirit there awakens the impossible
to be the reason and the birth for this occasion
How long ago we searched all of our brothers,
our sisters and our angels coming forwards,
and swayed our royal crown of love and anger
all filtered through the masks of the eternal?
It comes forth from our yesterdays and summers
all glowing like the tips of mountains burning,
and while the requisite of life demands a high price,
we know that our tomorrow never trembles.
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