I used to glide across the silken blanket of night
Right when it shroud the Earth,
Until I was cursed to watch the lights from high above,
Encased within this prison made of stone and steel,
Those glimmering beacons are a destination for Kings..
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Sincerely Rob
Escaping to the past, envisioning the future while stuck in the present
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