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A many layers is a poetry be A vague dews lurk ove

A many layers is a poetry be
A vague dews lurk over smoky mountains
The gleaming bugs questing in blooming light
Like bridal arful decors to make night

The mean the language riddle, know quill master
Yet simple ink on Canvas of blank sky
Rising of rhythm like marching best mens
Behind the music notes hath Glen of mean

He knows he knows ahh none knows then him
divulge the meaning of it, a prose then poetry be
As trench of blue sky heaven hidden be
Craft not a trendy prose craft hidden poetry, be OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATinspiringpiece
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A many layers is a poetry be
A vague dews lurk over smoky mountains
The gleaming bugs questing in blooming light
Like bridal arful decors to make night

The mean the language riddle, know quill master
Yet simple ink on Canvas of blank sky
Rising of rhythm like marching best mens
Behind the music notes hath Glen of mean

He knows he knows ahh none knows then him
divulge the meaning of it, a prose then poetry be
As trench of blue sky heaven hidden be
Craft not a trendy prose craft hidden poetry, be OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATinspiringpiece
• A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ 

Collab with your soulful words.✨ 

• Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts 

• Please maintain the aesthetics.