Keep the clips at hand.
The flashes burst in every direction.
Still, it is calm and silent.
But you must dare to see far beyond what it is.
Begin understanding the small portions.
Keep those clips at bay.
Memorize the paths and motions.
Never show more than you ought.
Keep that finger near the trigger.
And if it begins anew, fire away.
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Look back just to remind yourself.
Nostalgia is not an ally no more.
Harder, harder.
May these feet never stop.
Pray we, us, I never do either.
Remember just in case of stopping.
-Never to praise the past once more.-
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Glance at the horizons rising before.
Not one of them the same.
A thousand million new reigns.
Unnaccountable new goddesses.
Yet the same old three will always rule.
Far from home maintain secrets silent.
When the palace rises again
Hope is not more welcome at this sanctuary.
hello! i love your poetry.
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