Motion eludes my conscience
Sublime realities dawn
Dark figures in the ocean
Signal a chaotic retreat motion
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In a palanquin of illusions
The winds passed me by
Dragging the veil of your fragrance
Singing songs unheard
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Like the silent burn of my lit cigarette,
Growing ever so bright, fueled by its own death,
She was there waiting for whom, I know not
Like the fumes of my lit cigarette,
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As I walk the path,
I see its ahead of me,
It is also behind me.
I have seen it now.
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The shadows play hide and seek
Dreams are too timid
Sandman shows no clemency
Sleep is a captive princess in the stone castle
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