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Burning Balls of Gas

Sequel Staff

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It follows
No matter where we go
Through the deepest of valleys
Or through the highest mountain roads

It follows
It’s golden sheets melting across the surface
Like an artist painting on a canvas
It comes day after day
Starting fresh after the darkness of night
Wipes the slate clean

It knows no bounds
No restraints
It guides our path
Through every new challenge we face

It touches everything from the tallest tree tops
To the tiniest seeds of life
It encapsulates beauty in such a dangerous form

Sam Niehaus 18′ || Literary Staff

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