Revision Gliding Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Revision Gliding



I am under revision,
don't look at me now.
It's the right decision,
do without knowing how.

Gliding a wave,
of Universal stream.
I need to rave,
dance away steam.

You're never there,
because I dance alone.
I dare you to care,
then take me home.

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