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I crouched like a hunger stricken leopard
And struck my spirit with a poetic silence
My lyrical smokes ascended the far peaks
To keep my body warm for weeping days

I crawled in the creams on the dark dawn
And rippled the layer of darkness asunder
My hymnal swords sparkling like raw gold
Kept my rhythm soaring in the bright skies

I groaned like a maid pained by birthright
And restored my soul with a poetic lysine
Neatly safeguarded upon lettering galaxy
My poetic smokes sustain the glowing ray

I soared along the shadowy night airwave
To deliver the night from the silent shade
My warring smokes were airborne eagles
Tearing through thick clouds of ignorance

I perched with tranquility in my heart bag
Like fighter jet back from huge campaigns
My dews watered the fallow hearted men
To bear fruits upon literacy righteousness

On adventures compelled lions I advanced
Conquered the play and subdued the prey
With my pens editing the nobles to a feast
In the bunker beaded with beauty bureaus
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