What Ogle?

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One at a million
With eyes desperately full of ambition seated in a golden bullion
abruptly deciding kingship as lion
Dreadfully coy to make a hush of decision

Twice swift my wrist
Agitatedly canvassed to grandiloquent beats
Hands up and down twist, like a new born kid reminiscing about no worthless shit
Lethal minds beats to agree but can roaring ever stop decree

What can be my decision
To go or stay away the vision
All bearable sight in my suture
Discern truth in it
Forever better future

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Original poetry written by @dtwo