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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required iv. within genesis, a silent monk chanted at a perpetual window, thin cracks of canticle’s completed my insanity, at astonishing heights invisible feet walked on air, free of psychosis the water rippled as I slipped, silently screaming into this dazzling stream called life … v. clarity is and was no cushion to float on, its feathers, still protrude from the corner of my swag, and my feet are pierced to arch with the stigma … vi. my head toppled into hands brimming with dark iridescent clouds, whose black pillows of depression strain at the seams, pinpricks of light rip the fabric in the lye of madness, paranoia had concealed hope. by its very deception it had become, my compass point and light on the longest road … vii. hands that were absent of movement found perpetual motion, and they grew callous crawling a mere breath from the hard road of life beauty had become stranger and in Orion’s belt a pelt was hung and forgotten as the dead flee, serendipity was distracted by the sparkle in my broken wings, submersed in delusions and still alive with imagination she forever soothes me in the shadows I hide between, a blue ocean and a tea green sea distantly I hear and know …. Tu-whit!- Tu-whoo! viii. varied are the shades of illusion in which I bathe …
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