Chronicles of Being !
a seed to reap that grows to be,
that which makes you makes me,
of buying the disgrace of charity,
in deep grapevine drinking thirst,
selling all of the windows for verity !
deep inside the destiny of freedom,
silent storm raising in lovers axiom,
her breast is heaven disguised legions,
slowly fading from the old to aspron,
amassing all universe in time siphons !
invading the thought colored sanity,
as moon mignons the sun in opacity,
consoling words chasing away modality,
echoed over cosmos in blasphemy,
it mocks to your face of lax gravity !!
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