amazing graces
as a timeless
the lesser faces
a place I know
living between
where shadow goes
to come undone
" look at me "
fields of a maze
built for some
as a mind in days
doublespeaks
for one
pour of the liquid
to a catching bowl
dark to the bottom
candles a glow
for one
pour of the liquid
to a catching bowl
dark to the bottom
candles a glow
speak of a fathom
in your eyes to know
the phantom seas
known as your soul
Seven sees
Four suns...
and One to go.
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