Messenger [III] (Tungsten Thorns)

End of album yet not the outcome 
Take a break from my Music steak
2 go on a brisk walk Nside woods
Forest fills with chorus of birds
Like words from a feathery absurd
While walking through Twisted maze
Made of crabgrass passways covered N
Tungsten thorns like a crown once bore

Crown of Tungsten Thorns <{§><©}>

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