Pure

Tainted by this rusty feeling,
I can’t quite describe this charm so powerful.
My throat felt so dry yet so sorrowful.
This ache has been purging me from the skies,
a balloon of questions and crazy shades of why’s
crashlands in a place where the earth embraces my touch.
My mind swiftly stopped racing as much.
My bare feet tread into the water,
a healing shiver pours across my soul
my being has never been so fueled with endless energies so pure.

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