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In an event of truth

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Billows escape the lips,

Some word in a lisp.

I said it, a tear down

 And with a heavy crown.

 The casual word

meets the curious eye,

Gravitating worlds,

far beyond the lie.

Smirk, should I?

Flying kites in the ocean,

Fighting fishnets in the sun.

The bondage undone.

It shall burn.

Burn of gratitude and grief.

Feathers behind ears,

Innocence that was brief.

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