Composition: Serious Nimbus

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We can raise stars, build scientists, fix a lisp.
Driven by what? Driven by steam, by everything.
Maybe it’s the only way we survive. Take away the reins. This is not war on me, this is war on my dreams. Give it back ( Serious Nimbus ).

Don’t forget the lie, the dreams that die.
Dubly, you make all the options.
We all have to grow a little, grow up the seriousness, grow up at will, forgot what you forget.
Don’t forget the combined release came only through me. This is not spilt money in the making.
Magnetic riddle, I’m through playing that ancient fiddle.
Try me, because I’m knot the guy.
Leave her alone while they chisel in stone.
Invent the a(pos)trophe.

Crush babble on bone. Iterate the telephone game all the way to the throne. You’re tripping only because you were already ( next ) ( to ) ( the ) willing and able.

© 2017, 2020 S.D. McKinley

By S.D. McKinley

S.D. McKinley lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia. He was born in the first half of the 1980's and grew up in Wisconsin as a young boy, then moved to Georgia when he turned exactly twelve years old. During teenage years, he raced dirt track go karts and played guitar. He discovered his current love for all kinds of art after his mid-life crisis at 25 years old. S.D. McKinley began writing books in 2017.

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