10.2.13

I've got ya golden touch.
That moves so slow so much.
The finger tips are well equipped.
For the reason why you've been the strength so quick.

Ya move my move.
They say I starve myself because I miss ya, too.
My best friend, my Toot.
I'm seeing insane, but always have thoughts of you.

Feel power.
Stand on my tower.
As I become the queen, 
I still pine for my hour.

Realizing my distant future.
Creates a long life lived.
But if we never collide again like we did.
You're still the best of hands to hold through the wide adventure hidden.

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