Depth inside ocean of thought
Mount in allusion of dreams;
So sweet and bitter
Enigma of future
Goes with Bill word
"Tomorrow is mystery"

Fiaress of icons
Energize my spine
None come and go
Without trial of time
Either stuck or loose
The juice of trial

Oh! you big head
Can you wine with me?
Some thought of yours
On the climb of your height
Can you inject me?
With the power that firm your stand
And stuck your position of might

I know and am optimist
Your song are tales
Which rang to me since my pant days
And those days when I cuddled
In my mother's arm
Thankfully, those words are cement
That stuck my heart
And channel my ways
Against the Golden evil
Of the earth dwellers

TEEGER (2020)
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