The juice spurting
The feeling waking
Long lost dreams, gone
Yet a spark I feel
Deep down in the alley
The light comes on
Shinning, brighten the part
I long for a lost soul
Buried deep in the bowel of hades
Waking the dead, the titans in their folly
Nothing Greek in my gens
Yet I dream of gods and powers
Wake me up please sweet sleep
From this temporary death I sink
Wake me up sweet dreams
Let me feel thy sweetness gain
Ps: something I wrote during my 1 st week in School of Media and Communications during my MSC classes
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