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Fishing

I found the brightest star in the plunging river
One that grows my fortune into precious assets
My mind hallucinates forming little baskets
That ingrains arteries, goosebumps into shiver
 
My heart skips a second to re-evaluate
My desire to progress into mortal kinship
A hollow thought of sin that shatters the burnt ship
Becoming a pastor, a formal graduate
 
Can the ship still pilot?  Is it doomed to collide?
With the rocks in the pond, endless praying journey
Following the current, guided by attorney
 
The brightness of this star leads them through the north side
Towards discoveries of this inhuman world
New mighty adventures, smiling with teeth pearled

◄ Dance

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