Sitting in silence
recollection thoughts racing through my mind
I'm asking myself why can't I bury the past and live in the present?
Then i saw a shining face of the sun, boom; I remember the moon will return again
do not impress them rather impress yourself
impress me with your ideas, lemme give you whatever potion that seems wise
I think money grows in magic ways,
no man can prophesy the limit of it
I say things to myself that I want it to stand out like fire
across the sky ... so many Gods
Gods call to their realms
still here traumatize on how people don't understand the language of silent
thank you
love
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