Like the blend of arrogance in a symphony,
Crossing paths and diving deep,
Never falling sleep,
In the arms of solitaire,
They tricked and traded us,
For the land of mistakes,
To welcome planets,
And fill the gamut,
With lanterns and feathers,
Performing with poise,
To celebrate love,
On orbits above,
That merge into a turquoise,
For, the universe is busy tonight.
fantasy
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