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Oct 2018
When everyday becomes anomalous,
Amporphic, and figments mangle along,
longing for a belonging in the King's Castle,
Those of Night, tales of the unseen
mends the sublime of Day,
Myth,
thoughts no longer thoughts,
But colors, decoded into
             glyhps of gold.
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