​i’ve still got something to teach you Vylet Pony

The frailty of the storyteller
Lies not in design
When every word is perfect
In your collapse, you wonder “why”

I’ve still got something to teach you
Nothing more and nothing less
The destination is the journey
Still the landing you profess

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These waves will nurse your complexion
While the wind still blows you down

Eastward sailing, know the waters better than anyone
When the sirens tear down your voice

Cool mists against your rosy cheeks
And the song you writе should carry you home

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Beyond a highland, stray with melody
A harbingеr, this ocean silver
“I, am the one,”
He declares