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Upon you, I am transfixed. Being of All, center of the worlds. To your majesty I bow, every individual is blessed a king. Gods and Goddesses of the gardens, show yourselves! My vision has thus directed a change in view. I'm spellbound by this divinity that reflects from within you. What heavens could we imagine? What quests would the greatest among us set out for? Pulled from the masses, swiftly switched are my perceptual glasses. A mass of flesh craving to cling to absolutely every material 'thing.' But then again, what could be said for the lost glory and wars o' the dead? I pray we can return.. Over the hill, around that teasing bend, lays the treasure of our souls. This diamond we must defend. Link of history past and center of the soul! To thee I ascend, the ultimate goal.
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
Ancient One
Upon you, I am transfixed. Being of All, center of the worlds. To your majesty I bow, every individual is blessed a king. Gods and Goddesses of the gardens, show yourselves! My vision has thus directed a change in view. I'm spellbound by this divinity that reflects from within you. What heavens could we imagine? What quests would the greatest among us set out for? Pulled from the masses, swiftly switched are my perceptual glasses. A mass of flesh craving to cling to absolutely every material 'thing.' But then again, what could be said for the lost glory and wars o' the dead? I pray we can return.. Over the hill, around that teasing bend, lays the treasure of our souls. This diamond we must defend. Link of history past and center of the soul! To thee I ascend, the ultimate goal.
Aranyani
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
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