I try to find the code of being that's hidden in the clouds,
Not obvious, not concealed but still in plain sight,
Of sun that is distant, in the invasive universe,
Slivered writing, floating cumulus
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'...scorching suns in soul... festering desires.', wow, brilliant! Emily Dickinson would be proud of you! Superbly mystical lines, blended so well. Words such as these give my spirit to long for ever more. GREAT writing.