Silly it may sound,
Loaning just one pound?
Own just one acre of land?
When we are slaves to money land?
Love and flying seems unreal.
You will be the only deal.
Covering His horns,
Lamenting her newborns.
Abdicating her soul,
Penance ate her whole.
Trying to wake up here ,
Hypnotised by fear,
Redeeming pain.
Irritation rain.
Clear as sky,
Everyone you love will die.
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