Candid

Versions of us have confirmed heaven's  half . Visions of us out there , holosinatations  in the mist . Voices echoes of  fate . Let it be so . Victorious little won  . Decades of us have done the same thing . Deturmened part's of us have been written together . Ties that bind . Destiny hovers , float's above thine retrains . Is it supposed to be blind . Is it going to be . Candid flashes of immortality  . Reancarnation , who is us this era , training , traveling , talking  eager to raise a glass to true loves story .