Wisdom Kingdom

Forward in the reversal of the future.
to be third, dont lose her,
birth didn't create me, seek you not for whom.
i love if thats all, this hate creates the fall.

I love you so, my present pauses to gift me
rain will wet you but its how you take it.
they say till u make it, i aint faking.

Its especially precious, the precise expressions.
display weak spots, its a strength, the confession.

Josh Gubbay
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