a song to match the sparkle of now glints of skylight through the mosaic sweet soft smiles delivered prosaic a poem slipped through the gates of heaven shining a light borrowed from platform eleven angels in plain sight, prayers been lain right crushing weight of past lives uncounted today's date marks the first of suns hounded a savory taste of ouroboric déjà vu glyph of a soul mastered and mixed a new day begins begging for new tricks eyes break open and deep breaths release sarcophagal practice cut short by the week's end this pretty pony's donated all power she could lend guarantees for less strife, pins lined up for next life
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