A hidden cover
Covers that are going behind the scenes,with new colors,are leaving out pages to keep their record clean. A book full of emotions and stops, has been replaced with DreamWorks new Goldy locks. Prehaps the truth is a dream, revealed under the sun in a small beam. Or does it stand so high, our necks will hurt just to see the beginning of the list way way in the sky. Every story is told with an emotion. But doesn't it get old when the secret has been spoken. My cover was made up by my lifestyle,my choices,and my destiny. But did it make me that person? Am I chosen? Maybe someone next after me can tell it more brilliantly,but for now I'm yours only. Maybe you weren't listening, because this cover has been re given.
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