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Coming from a whole different universe Coming from the Godverse Looking like someone Looking like no one Especially not like me You came peacefully Embodying an absolute perfection An absolute reflection Of the person could never be In any kind of fantasy You defeated every law of physique Making me look completely pathetic You bent time with your own mind Making me unable to find Any landmark in this infinity The beyond of every galaxy I lost sight of the shore Knowing I couldn’t do more While you were there As a supreme omnipotent Totally aware Of the fact that I lived in response to every event Because I didn’t have the strength To change my life in all in length That’s when you came purely That’s when you sat with me Bathing me in your light Making me think I could fight The way you did When you knew that I was just a kid Who needed someone to hold his hand Someone to make him discover a whole new land Where he could reach the stars Where he would be healed from all his scars Where he would be able to dream again Seeing is true self again In the reflection of the perfect man
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Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 10:24 PM UTC
My own savior
Coming from a whole different universe Coming from the Godverse Looking like someone Looking like no one Especially not like me You came peacefully Embodying an absolute perfection An absolute reflection Of the person could never be In any kind of fantasy You defeated every law of physique Making me look completely pathetic You bent time with your own mind Making me unable to find Any landmark in this infinity The beyond of every galaxy I lost sight of the shore Knowing I couldn’t do more While you were there As a supreme omnipotent Totally aware Of the fact that I lived in response to every event Because I didn’t have the strength To change my life in all in length That’s when you came purely That’s when you sat with me Bathing me in your light Making me think I could fight The way you did When you knew that I was just a kid Who needed someone to hold his hand Someone to make him discover a whole new land Where he could reach the stars Where he would be healed from all his scars Where he would be able to dream again Seeing is true self again In the reflection of the perfect man
Alexie
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Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 10:24 PM UTC
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