What is defining is the inner findings.
Breath of fresh air, or drowning under water.
Sunshine kissing, or darkness swallowing.
Depth of passion is only the residual binding.
Venom coursing through thin air poisons with no inviting.
Demons from angels, gods create devils.
Portraits fade, memories die.
Earth springs forth, in a grand rebirth.
Golden linings are just that, linings.
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