Antiquate
Irony in the light that welcomes life
Inclined, to step
step forward go ahead
inclined to dream, to hope
the World has no wrong
Antiquate
the sun is just another star amongst millions of glows
simplicity no longer invested in your soul
the World commences to grow
Antiquate
settled , nestled in what you have created
next to you stands the new generation
Your World becomes his World
Antiquate
Darkness
the light has shut down
irony in the light that welcomes life
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