The essentia will lift
you for an assumption.
The castle was empty.
Negating the gravity
I remained lonely
after a nightmare.
Watching a hub pushing
out the enigma,
encrypting an unwritten message.
Between odds and
evens, lies a zero. Neither
this way nor that way.
You run very fast
from the fear of persecution.
Why did you downed the Phoenix?
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