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alone

masked in a shroud of depth, seeking a shaped whole
wanting to find light from within as a dense scape
fleeting images of enlightenment
warranted only by fate

my beauty abounds inside faces of thought
between glory for ideas
dropped sharply past unknown space

a love of visual word
deep desire wanting of the lost
into forever will i flow
taking only

empty

heart

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