Out of step is
A time to fall on up
Clasping the air
Hiding a cup of love
And a sky of pearl
Arm wrestle for the thing
Your house of dreams
Opening the stars
They fall apart
Plasma blood is that stuff
A path into the unknown
Things you left to discover
Fake toys and others
Holding emptiness as well
Deep into a hole
Tumbling for feeling
Dignity rising
HONOR
Times passing.
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