Let us bleed freedom and cast off our mortal cage, for heaven awaits us, to grace its page.
Abiding amongst the mist
The moon resides silently among the
Allures of the dark sky, only very
Lightly opening itself to light, in which
She will diverge to every
Corner of the vast, unknown world.
Amidst my callowness
I was told:
‘But little does it know…’
It holds the greatest mystery, where
They will admire from a
Peculiar planet, mantled and
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