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The Art Of Becoming

 
 
Southern winds blow  
I can feel the change in the air  
 
The family is coming back together  
once we were scattered to the winds  
 
Connected and ever protected  
deeply rooted  
 
Guardians of the ether  
kept us together through  
a hidden underground network  
 
With silent sighs and growing pains  
we spread our wings  
gathered the stars beneath them  
 
Sent to different territories  
the stream of thought crossed  
solar pulses inflected  
 
With genuine need to deflect negative energy  
we become one  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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