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| Looking at the megalith far off, the piano keys hitting my desperate ears. Looking like a fallen God buried deep in the sand, The music in strings sadness and love. Looking at the sky of darkness, as a face of black looks with disregard, stareing, seething, whispering, laughing at those lost Gods. Walking over the ruins of metal and scrap, reading contempt and hatred on their lips, a noise fills my brain unrelentlessly with a tap and a ting. Walking through the gardens with a soft touch seeing the colors of love and forgiveness, a lost violin floating among understanding and expression. The sky, a swirl of black on black draining the life of planets, as the light passes over my blind eyes the world stretches before me to the ends of time. |
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