I stroll the ancient streets at night and feel the echoes of itold footsteps
My heart is like a strange ornament of love
My mind is more magnetically aligned toward the untouchable
As precious petals of love are unfolding at midnight
The stars shine on in rivers
There is a lake filled with rich jewels
I wade surreptitiously
There is a world within a world caught in a cloud
Where reality blends with make-believe
As I open my hand a vine extends upward
Touching the stars
There is a whisper in the streets
As I reach a dead end
A vision is revealed to my third eye
With mystical pleasures
I realize I've been kept away from my dreams too long
And now I'm following my heart to reveal the secrets of shadows
The end game of the universe is to become like a flower unfurled.
I eventually disappear lost beneath the moonlight's infamy
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