When the rainbow begin to sweat
Is how I know I’ve reached the sky,
I become bounded by the lie
I am a drop against the ocean set.
My complains have a tongue of their own
they melt my heart and every other stone.
Don’t wake my beating lips
don’t bring the past on replay clips.
My fountain is a desert sun
its scorching home will never make me have fun.
I do know how to rhyme well in time
with the pains, and the hills I climb.
How I stretch farther than the wind
is a faded myth starting from the hind.
Sight some sorrows stealing salty sweets
Take tours throughout teachable treats.

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