A glance into reality, eyes fondling for bare
A tap from darkness as it lurks, down and down, into the light
Even wisest of minds grab stiff arms till care
Wary, whilst, what dire plot plans to bite.
Hastened legs altered, back and forth, into a slit, a hole
Hope, oh, hope, let yourself fall merrily into bruised hands
As destiny seeks, as destiny collides, as destiny holds
Let the maiden of latter rejoice with an exchange of toll.
Slipped is her pride, brushed is her dignity
A drop of clattering metal awaits her every rising
For, in the slyly eyes, she beholds stupidity
A spark burns inside, drifting its kindling.
Gesture petite, warns of eternal slumber's awakening
Risen is her reaction, erect is her spirit
Flamboyant soul exasperates into social plundering
Dissolves into thin breeze, her essence into a fit.
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