In the darkness of my mind
I see a blazing light.
Jumping across neurons, and lonely in the night:
An image awakens.

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With minds prepared to salute illusion,
We slip into the night.

And the night, enamored by a coming storm
Sings wildly, with the wind.

And the wind, hushed no longer
Snarls as the storm approaches.

The mood is solemn, the moonlight laden,
The foundation nears completion.
With strokes of blue, an ocean is born,
It's residue forms the heavens.

A campfire flickers on the shore,
And a man takes in the warmth.
With strokes of green, a forest is born,
It grows without inhibition.

The legs of a dock plunge into the sea,
And an old dory is tied at the end.
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Her voice is a necessity in a land without

Her words my mind cannot understand

Though her words my heart refuses to doubt

I watch her dance under a blazing sun

Her shirt is tattered, and her shoulders are burned

Her movements are as foreign as her words

Careless like wind, yet deeply concerned

My stubborn eyes melt in the sunlight

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The Midnight Descent

In a dark abyss I saw a visage
Which may or may not have been human
A midnight descent in pursuit of a sage
Whose wisdom will explain this wretched acumen

Alas, on my quest to find a serene sage
A demon lurked by with eternal rage
Whispering tales of hopeless futures
With a body molded by a spider's sutures

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