Dream -
Virtue and our Sound

Dreams,
To perish and measure the earth beneath these observed powers and empty our shame onto insecure words and natures around us. How do the angels of our social banks behave? He rests, he stands, he lays to convince the beach to invert it's solid monument and recapture the joy of dreaming as an urban service for the holy christ.
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A fab poem and I liked the mention of angels. Kudos!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem