Freedoms moans

Whipped in tormenting winds our hearts desires are bludgeoned into SUV,is soon.
Caustic tones as freedoms moans pass between autocratic stones unrelenting.
Slipping between tongue and lips, with refreshing sips, peace in chemical bliss.
Prescribed in an hour, taken, regaining true sight, understanding Gods power.
Transit foundering moves, confused and never amused.
This hand through the haze I’ll escort you beyond the daze.
Your place in this race assured….wAM


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