Obscurity races through the spheres unknown
Creation and the destruction rise to the peaks
Thundering thoughts, and the calming cries
Feelings foamed into the seabay
Nature nestles up the millions of murmurs
Cynic smile embroiders the season;
unspeakable eyes inhale the awaiting air;
Fearless fingers word down the veiled views
And the tired life sits abreast of the pale pieces!
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