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F13 - Coral & Parelo

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Pronunciation
Enunciation:

Parelo Quidigm
(Par-ello Kwee-dim)

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A manner of perception’s
Manner of expression:
A way to view reality
Plain to whom it’s hand would speak

Where it held the beacon
Is where Parelo Quidigm
Appears to tell of freedom
As parabellum’s deacon..

And there a fellow greets him
More or less, if rather it’s
There Parelo seeks him
And Coral Drexel answers him..

Coral Drexel’s echo is
More a metal denim if
Worn: A mental lens within
Forms an exoskeleton..

Ornament it never is:
War is deadly elegance
Shortened when it’s end begins:
Corel Drexel enters it..

Power given light:
The light’s no stellar beacon
Powerless at night
If night dispels it’s weakness..

Nor moon:
More gloom:
The bite of yellow fever
Or doom
For loons
Who spite Parelo Quidigm

Who’s light is Coral Drexel’s
True might, his sword and exo-
Skeleton’s
Mettle, and
Tonight his lord is vengeful..

Of whom Parelo Quidigm’s
Tune a cello’s dreamin
But who’s to tell who’s speakin?
“Tu t'appelles..?” A secret?

Parelo’s revelation
A “Hello, let’s awaken..”
Of source, so verbose:
Of Lord Flo Per Go..

Power, yet invisible..
Power if it isn’t shown
Devours individuals:
Empowerment is visual..

Lord Flo Per Go’s
The force shown for those
Who see it
Thru Quidigm:
The force flows for those..

Parelo Quidigm’s tendencies
Patellas bring to bended knees
A well, a spring, a lens to see
A cellar’s key, and then you’re free..

Power’s accumulation
Is power’s illumination:
Parelo gives it vision plus
An eloquence, if hidden once..

Power isn’t light:
The light reveals the power
So power given light
Is might that’s really power..

Life that fills a flower:
A floral.. Coral Drexel?
Like a wheel that’s rounder
His sort is more eccentric..

Gifted Flo Per Go’s
Sword and exoskeleton
With a globe earth hoax
To sort of test his head again..

False light’s
Cloth-like
Paper exoskeleton
Caught knives
Dog bites
Flames, and.. Drexel never did..

He kept Parelo Quidigm’s
Yellow metal beacon
And gelded nether regents
Of yellow mettle demons..

The best a fellow sees is
The lens Parelo speaks with:
A test that tells it’s secret
And Drexel, well, believed it..

Behold, the vision’s limitless
Photosynthesis of it’s
Aura’s echo held within
Coral Drexel’s metal skin..

Where behind
A paradigm
Elocution’s
Revolution
Bares the light
Buried nights
Get to view as
Drexel’s tunic..