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blackcat Jul 7
Melancholy-
The shadow I slip inside of.
Longest is-
The exhaled breeze, I faint slowly into.
Withered are the mid-morning flowers,
Craving oasis, they slumber,  awaiting respite from the incensed heat.
In pursuit of the lofty endeavours,
With emphatical absolution- we greet this morning's golden rays.

Chipmunk in transit, such a graceful being of stars graces us by day break
Robin & rabbit emerge from foxholes nights
Shaking off the encroaching chirps of daybreak rhyme
Wild animals roam around this waking utopia,
Wild flowers bid adeui in their various shades of colours,
The vibration of life is upon us now
Its the all consuming fire
blackcat Jul 7
psychedelic flowers are always in bloom
a butterfly effect tirelessly resembles the Sphere
watch her purple majesty unfurl after...
dusk's descending wings of destiny
alignment of space & time-
celestial kaleidoscope of heaven's taste
meteoric rise of colours & vibrations
the mothership of destiny slips on by
forevermore to be one with the ocean of stars

— The End —