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)A man clad in white speaks to a shimmering female shadow)

Alone in this place,  
Unable to touch you and watched by the Mighty Dogan.  

Overhead, hiding above you

Shining like a rebellious and calculating Archimedes,

I still search for the whole you and  the Purple Flame
The light that will help to guide me home.  

To you.
My red rose of Cairo

Before the Great Dogan warriors appear and try to defeat me,  

The Malachi,

The legendary stalkers of the Black Forest who climb high into the Quantum Spaces
  
In the Great-Between,

To reach the golden threads  
And enter dreams unseen.  

To cause confusion and delusion.
  
That’s why I'm still searching for the Purple Flame,  

A secret Philosopher's Stone known to burn the portals to the Quantum Spaces,  

Before the Mighty Dogan and his armies  
Of the Malachi  

Use their unique access to try to enter your soul's secret places.

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Copyright John Duffy
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