Two brothers one goal!!

Formless


Golden words shine from flight,

as the beacon guides the ring of light.

This dream as such an ancient foe.

Binds our minds to lost souls.

The new but still forms from,

the sands of time that will be lost.

With the eye that breaks the mold.

 

 

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