The and Those,
In this irrational night,
Broken visions come and go
Those Icy lands
Canβt submerge in synergies
And as a globe in the sky flies high
The, it trespasses on the trunk part of Those
But when The and Those land on the big tree,
The, It stays behind of Those
Alarms sound far away
And The, came over to see Those eyes closer,
As Those eyes are awakening
to Those that donβt want to become,
Eyes leave behind small doses
Of Those that donβt serve well
Different eyes are wide open
Walking through the light
Thereβs no shame to show the naked part
Of being alive and what it is hidden inside
Of The and Those
That are dying pathless without being a part of Those eyes of The Heart
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Glenda Soto-Gomez
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