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Beyond the light our demons bite
Our spirits gather in plasmatic flight
Upon entropy elementals feed
Used up magic, envy and greed

Portals open and bid us within
As we fight to regain our former sins
We are one yet containing all
Such is the force of kinetic law

A resonation of migrating souls
Not even the black stage can hold
Great White lodges, astral planes
Deities appear to rule and reign

Part I
Traveler Tim
04-17
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world
The Master calls a butterfly!
-Chuang Tse-
Seven* days
Just seven days
I know
We're all morphing
We're all changing
In so many ways

Hope I won't forget you
The old you
It's the solitude
In these seven days
Where I'll find you
Most valued.
Where were our minds
As we fell into the night
Lust within a dream
Teeth that long to bite

Raw passion digging
Ripping to the core
Far beyond the limits
Picking heaven's door

To taste, to feel
To hold as long as can
To trick the demons of no return
And take the promised land

A drop in the bucket of time
Now frozen within a rhyme...

From me to you...
Traveler Tim
Re 01-17
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