Imagine we’re going another level
Flying high as I drive the bevel
To go deep into the sacred tunnel
No boundaries & no manners
Where your peaks start to tremble
That rhythm & those tremors
The earth seems to crumble
And the skies start to rumble
When the stage turns into the jungle
As I crank you humble
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Another amazing poem, Navin. Wonderful.💕🙏💕
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Thank you very much, Grace…I’m glad you liked my poem 🙏✨❤️💫
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I sure did, dear Navin. My pleasure.💕
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Yeah … a rumble in the jungle … to feast on humble crumble … in the sacred tunnel …
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Thank you for reading my lines, Ivor 💫
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My pleasure Navin
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I love this wonderful humbling rumbling poem Dear Navin!
💖💖💖🙏
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Thank you very much, dear Cindy 🙏✨❤️💫
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Always Navin!! 💖💖
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A lyrical sensation for the senses. Lovely, dearest Navin. ✨❤️🌹
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My gratitude to you, dearest Jeff ✨❤️💫
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