You remind me of someone from a half remembered dream, A silhouette from an epoch That I have journeyed through fleetingly. And then beside these sempiternal embers I indulge in a pestilenntial reminisce, Of the antiquated aeon of camaraderie When the befuddlement inundates my anima like a swinging ragde. I have been spooring thy sigil, Through this deranged tourney of metampsychosis, Only to be impelled by your unequivocal, Benightedness surrounding my subsistence.