Blot Jot In Rhyme Form

Peaceful sleep and awake with ease.

Move words on pages like I have Telekeniiii-Sis.

Slide into creative form you can adore.

When it comes to rhyme; its always time for more.

I’m like a solar flare creating an aura.

Awareness clearness, un-scared I open Pandora.

I find bliss in emptiness, what do you wish?

Manifest destiny gives me a kiss.

Blessings upon blessing contest with the never-resting.

Not flexing, Or am I, What is my ego still repressing?

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