Expenses I wear this haunted face As I contemplate The filling of this closet space. It's not a race. We came from grace and bring forth/deposit traits confined within the quiet place. The bonds we break are Beyond the rate that sparks Debates amongst forgotten dates We still call it fate. And now we wait...

47 The passing-- A redeeming void within the mourning of A vacant heart; Desparity defines the sought wisdom Brought by the joyous return of escape.

Hopeful City Statements Impending Purple. Make it with the Red and blue. Conflicted colors blended Into a majestic hue. Inwards Residing love is due Priviledged to escape and join with Others anew. Prestige will be honored. The sacrament has not been defiled. Reconciled city. Bring it back to it's King. The Most High, Lord, Our God Seated Above enduring hardships with His Love. We are saved. We will not be severed. What is lost will be regained. A team. A town. A tribute. We are more in the same Differences astray as we United in a day. The Sun is up. It had to happen To all those who fought the good fight & made it through the night. Salvation is coming. Riding light and piercing the shadows With triumph and glory. Unfold the story.... We are here. We are strengthened. We are one. We are The Sacramento Kings

Dive Submerging skies In times defined by Lies. The implication of Wisdom dies While definition resides Within my aching heart. I wanted to know, now: I see. I wanted to help Now i am free. Something loSt. The cost of wings. Deceloped underneath The clouds. I look down The same thing as up. Overflowing upon my trusting cup.

Outside Stepping into dark Receiver off the chart. All I know is in my heart. Looking up; Soon i will depart and retire onto planes unknown & unseen. Catch my gleam We travel at lightspeed. Join the team.