The most serene republic

The protagonist suddenly realizes

The most serene republic
Past the Atlantic gaps and the spaces it has
from a birthing home to a find a place
We all counteract with visions intact
with great impossibles and most crowded doorways

I have the greatest plan involving everyone else.
We all and a map of muses travel to shores, scarred with wars, we'll never be apart again.
Hold on to your faces

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