Primus

The valley

Primus
Where visible light that casts forth the colors
Reflecting in eyes, the world all around
Where spectrums can fly in the face of creation
Rainbow ends touch the ground

The folly of those who gorge upon moments
With more than their share of what we hold dear
Be leery the fool that wrangles the rainbows
Filling the landscape with fear

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