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Perfection, a world apart we are |
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Bright star and the eye |
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...i am |
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Riding the tides. Crux... Astral grace |
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Down silver locks to cosmic crossings |
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How far have i come? |
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As saturn devours, of mind-streams' oddity |
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Rift wrought souls rupture, rippling... |
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All shackles have now fallen, nebulae horses pulse on |
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Can i feel? |
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Locked within pandora's music box |
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Watching from the portal of i |
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Baying through woven soundscapes |
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A black dog lays at my feet... Oblivion... |
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Cold, celestial brilliance |
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The canvas unframed, elation |
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Circus of radiant motion, alive |
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A handful of earth... The only reminder |
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Majesty, take my hand |
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We weep to believe, where only dreams have witnessed beyond |
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We weep to believe, where only dreams have... |
