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“The only difference between my avatar and me; myself and I; is a handful of filters, some I wish I could apply for real; to soften the edges”
– me,
SILENCE TALKING
The language of my dreams
is Silence
Muted colours flickering
among Shadows
Mist and mostly
twilight fills the
Path of Righteousness
without knowing
if it is me walking
or the Silence
talking
CHAINS OF PERFECTION
The painting
never finished,
The poem
without ending,
The words
almost spoken,
Chains of perfection – Suffocation of souls
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I carry my swords / across the Pampas / I carry my swords / across the seven seas / I carry my swords / across the heavens / in search of freedom / in search of peace
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Last Night I Slept With Chrystal / Her Core A Vivid Black / Last Night I Slept With Chrystal / An Attempt To Ground Myself / Last Night I Slept With Chrystal / This Day I Slept As Well / This Night I Will Abandon / The Grounding Of Myself / This Night I Will Abandon / The Use Of The Tourmaline
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in dreams I walk / in dreams I talk / in dreams I am no longer bound / bound to the promises made / the day before I became