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Golden

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By James GreenPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Thick, thin, and golden.

Slice of life, bolden.

Walking into the room, she.

Heaven sent thee.

Eyes, piercing gaze, walking within the maze.

Look into the room; see; a mind of taste, no waste.

Pleasant place.

No mean faces.

Words, a sound.

Law, profound.

Just a room, the mind consumed.

Profound thoughts? Time is short.

Where to begin? A word, sin.

No more thoughts; time is short.

Begin to perform. Room adorned.

Look, listen, believe. This room is for everyone. Free.

Wander out, no mean pout.

What is sin? A choice, a word.

Bin.

What is now is then. Place in time.

Fin.

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