The movement's echoing inside
Like in a dark damp tunnel
So more shattering and close
But unseen by the eyes
Distorted by the heart
My footsteps on the other side
Sound senseless and uncertain
Distant lights twinkle in sight
Ghost shades of past and present
Melting down the eyes
The thoughts slowly begin to hide
On unknown sharpen edges
Blank outside and down inside
Hoping for a clinging
Hands wait paralysed
Ingression to words denied
The frozen eyes speak silent
With bare feet and naked eyed
Envisioning the rainbows
Wrapped up in piercing light
Will the light strike or heal
Blind or disolve the fear?
Bright smiles
and sparkling spears
To keep away
or bring in near
Altogether now
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