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A Boy Who Touched The Sky

sand and mud splattered on his dud he watches his shoes sinking deeper in pool a stone  at sight he doesn't want  to fight but that seems the only way to keep him cool he thrashes and there goes the stool flying through the sky a story to boast about as birds don't lie the crying soul went dashing  through the door calling foul roaring back  comes a clutter for a boy  the success matters so he gathers his wet shoes and tries to adjust the  stance forgetting the simple fact of he didn't  stand a chance and with a dance or two he runs like a fool towards the old school  with the thought  of ghosts playing dust off while his feet had started to give up rolling  over the grass bed his breath wide spread  a dragon cloud soaring high flew right amidst the floating sky the bird waved him slight  flying to go out of sight he had lost and found his try  beyond the mighty sky while fresh droplets  felt on his face  ended up the chase  rain had  made the dragon cloud to surrender a dr

Realm

From the realms of muse..
Into the arms you choose.
From the freedom set loose..
Into the times that ceased to exist.
From the realms of nowhere..
Into the eyes that stare.
From the charm of false prepare..
Into the outcome of self repair.
From the realms of the unknown..
Into the spirited alone.
From the swarm of anxiety..
Into the abode of a petrifying noise.
The realm is beyond you..
The path exploits new.
To abide is your call..
It gets wider than persuade.

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