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A glimmer of light enters and

All remains untouched.

I speed away on a cloud and

Listen to my heart.

Encase me in solitude and

There reap thoughts of

My mind.

I ask for messages sent on a beam

Of Light.

I hurry away and tell stories

Of worlds taken away

By unseen hands.

I laught at the rediculous and

Cry at forgotten words

Which were made to stake up

My Life.

I see strange images which

Well up inside.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

The wild and beautiful blend

As One when

Times of truth lay bare Our souls to the

Inevitable.

Oh! How flurries of snow and

Harsh winds take their

Toll and life seems to

Crown me with sorrow.

How can I survive clashes of

Words which

Penetrate my very essence.

I watch cruel waves beat against

My torn body and

I flounder in a tide which

Lashes me against the great

Cliffs of Time.