Waindo
Kage in the Making 👑
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Every love starts out as modest,
With a mild glimpse and some words honest.
Sprouting in the shadow of colorful calamities,
Timid and ashamed path to prosperity.
It's mysterious embarrassment is getting more larger,
Secretly it grows; when it gets stronger;
Who could ever stop, it's hot magma flow.
This love ache overcomes us, it rips us of the ground,
Covers, outgrows, pressures down and crushes.
And while we disappear under it's wave.
It bursts out trough the space, echoes and enslaves.
With a mild glimpse and some words honest.
Sprouting in the shadow of colorful calamities,
Timid and ashamed path to prosperity.
It's mysterious embarrassment is getting more larger,
Secretly it grows; when it gets stronger;
Who could ever stop, it's hot magma flow.
This love ache overcomes us, it rips us of the ground,
Covers, outgrows, pressures down and crushes.
And while we disappear under it's wave.
It bursts out trough the space, echoes and enslaves.
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