• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 02
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Cubicles inside cubicles
Spheres inside the spheres
Turn darker under the grey,
All that the sky smeared
Were different shades
Showered so through my journey
Blinded I stand,
Under the flutter of the giant crown
Beauty sprouts, alongside the deepening of desire,
The eyes hide, that smile
Just once more, all that was, is
Afloat, the colors turn
A fiery blue, if I could
I would, live amid all that was
And is, here
Now, with Me.