PARAGON
- David Raskin

- May 18
- 1 min read
Picking up speed and piloting on and continuing on was myself again going through airspace in the aeroplane, the fare was gone
A quick thing with bucked needs and high thought wings (calm with hands) (bon limbs glueing) was the tied belt game flowing brand new after the shared grace of their "nerocaine", it was weird yet calm
Risked rings of the bust's heat had myself smiling on and calm-spin-spewing, I did fly-bell-lane and was knowing, "what a zoo" I said with that prepared pace, "The Heroes" came, it was rare yet unyawned
After a while my peer was stegatron
Glass served it's dial, I tried, with no fear, I was gone
On the task of earned by the miles, they dived, that sun's glare was strong
Napture (And I) eventually reconciled by their nile, there was time to buy, I was there to finally reach that cared for lawn, the mirrors were at dawn
\- Avalon Dakota
\- 5-18-26
\- 2:51 PM
\- PARAGON










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