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Who goes there??

All indigo and bone her soul's rare

She could be on a fire planet and there'd be a cold air

The expressed tone of the resplendent dynamism that om wears

A majestic glow somehow hidden from most stares

It's despicable how such a vision is ingested almost nowhere

But don't be so impatient there's no weight that the pendulum won't bear

The glint of an unknown glare will find its place despite the time it takes it will ply and sway to the other side of space

Where most certainly the most discerning of eyes awaits

And the wolfish thirst of such ojos exerts a sublime embrace

Peace to the existence of magnificence so masterful

I give being permitted to witness such creatures my utmost gratitude

I walk into a vertically established pelagic pool any time I imagine a world that flourishes fast aloof

The casual realization of holographic roots

Concretized by the time they mature and amass their fruit

Two serpents in a circuitous chiropractic loop

A metaphor symbolizing a frequency's rise to a pyroclastic roof

Love is a language spoken with monosyllabic use

That somehow achieves the ultimate polysyntactic truth

Depth that would surpass cascading black holes inflating

A flame that burns more sure than that off all the souls in hades

The perpetual path of gas that clouds amass inhaling

That showers back from what's corroding

On the ground when acid raining

My origin is in the stars brit marling eye philosopher

Women of the occult, my sky is made of gossamer

Although insubstantiality is not what eye observer

I sit still on a spiraling earth not quite inert

Further into a sea of which I cannot usurp

No matter how much I drink I could never satisfy my thirst

What pretty creatures coil in the soil of pain

The infinity that stirs in an arboreal grave

An enduring harlequin voice ascends from its immortal remains

Its endless iridescent whispers whip my forest ablaze

Hongo sagrado, white shadows voices or birds

Both ignite a vast glow that's warm to discern

I spiral through a convoluted vortical worm

Only to be at its point of origin once I emerge

The aura of an ouroboros sun doesn't blur

It radiates more than it burns splays undeterred

My darkness grows parts unknown but my heart is the glow

For who else will light the way one shadow walks alone

Sail the spiral naturally, don't resist the descent

Go inside yourself with optimistic intent

Survey your dream realm wander conscious within

Symbolic psychomagick argot-cryptic imprints

A solemn mystics lens squints what does it see

Whatever lies within his hearty what does it seek

Nothing in particular it hunts on instinct

His god is all that holds significance the blood that it drinks

All the things that matter most to him that course through his veins

His foremost gratitude is shown in hail sun snow and rain

Annotated resonance mantric halo specialist

His love routinely expands in waves of relevance

A walk in the cold an autumn stroll as his heart unfolds

Sometimes envelopes are required where his tsunamis go

Elements of fire smoke can't filter everything

Remarkable aspects see themselves revealed through every strain

A band plays in a room located on a moon rotating a cocoon of a plant pacing its bloom

Uzumaki gold evolution fibonacci code

My treasured truth bestowed by psilocybin interlocking souls

Eventful horizon the point at which worlds begin colliding

However, it's less of a collision more gentle bonding

Ever since they were tied she's been trying to winterize him

Prepare him for a cold he's always known would not exist inside him

For she provides a warmth

Ignites a torch so bright that it should blind him

But that's alright you see much more when you pinch your eyelids

Such vivid silence is the premise for a mystic's guidance

I walk into the jaws of dim tommorows with strict defiance

All the wishes I make are reserved for someone else

I don't wish for anything that would only serve myself

I will never long to receive a gain that results in someone else

Suffering some sort of loss

In the exchange when there are others that are involved

And that's how you go about getting what you want

It wipes the magic off

I'd rather be deprived if that's the cost

If you think that's fine then you imagine wrong

And don't realize how whack you are

Perpetuation of behavior of a typical human

The sacrificial nature of the alchemy forsaken

As they surrender their blueprint

And slip into a progressively disorienting illusion

Eye prefer to be immersed in an exemplary trueness

In the heart of which all of sacred geomtree's root is

A metaphor for nature constantly blooming

Molecules shaping things by innately spiraling to them

Sorcerers procure what they wish to accrue

Through the power of intent and confusion

I myself was charged by sigils

Upon the eyes of a contemporary mutant

Providing me with vision that presents a more considerable future

I'm appreciative of the gifts given by these wizardry users