Roaring of reality in this world takes over inner gifts with
innate talent.
Rocking and lifting all into the rafters, never taking their
eyes off of sights being shown within.
Sending messages quietly into depths of intellect, taking
steps quickly, finding answers needed to proceed from this
life into the next one.
Rocking, can't stop, one day making it to the top of
imaginative future realities, nothing being in the way,
leaving everything in the capable hands of intellect and
it's infinite wisdom.
Storming into the future, perfect in every sense, taking no
nonsense from any aspect outside of itself, nothing
penetrating the essence of this life.
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