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On the wings of imperceptible creatures |
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I'm dwelling through a myriad of stars, |
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Innumerable dreams are weaved as one, |
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No destination, an arcane illusion |
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With a supernatural elegance, |
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Oscillating through future times to come, |
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Hold in the horrible jaws of deformity |
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All I see goes beyond my receptivity, |
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Heavens are swallowed by the darkness of night, |
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Another world now opens wide, |
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Is this real, an arcane illusion |
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A dim fantasy, which leads to confusion? |
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Synthetic illusions of dimensions unknown, |
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Gaze in a cosmic world, which has never shown |
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It's all-embracing maze of evolution |
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Abducting the human comprehension |
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I've seen the future and the past, |
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The withering beauty for those who last, |
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Remaining silent in perished oblivion |
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A phantom-view, illusion or just a horrible conclusion? |
