They are silent when they sting
but triumphant as a fearless foe
I've begun to reintroduce to myself the
revelations of old, the Renaissance of reinvention
Renovated the dollar bill
into a sacred mold.
A cipher I've decided,
She is a silent pro
digy diligent, masking her authority
Mindscapes and heroine capes
Flying through a ferocious escape
makes no mistakes
breaks former fakes
Because I'm not lying about my mental escapades.
Just hidden too far down
but eventually find my laugh, spirit-filled.
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