Loyal-Being

What's this type...........................? 

         It takes favor and faith,
         Nevertheless it faked but truth,
         Unveils the understood though,
         It's daily long quest.
  
             Slaming never to have care, 
              You look fool of adore, 
              Humbled but pesky in people, 
              Torture told in the erie, 
    
    Simple, sometimes took long-distant, 
    It's just claiming to have thought, 
    Taking miles is being of saint, 
    On yellows of horizons, looks promising.

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