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Give me one last night of silence in the cosmic temple of ancient memory,
Where shadows dance with light in circles of fire and hidden divine grace,
To touch with trembling fingers the stars from the cup of the thirsty soul,
To drink from the black wine of eternity, from chalices filled with moon's blood.
Give me one last night of contemplation in the garden with mandrake flowers,
Where angels mourn their broken wings and demons whisper their prayers,
To get drunk on the scent of incense and myrrh from abandoned altars,
To lose myself in the labyrinth of dreams where time holds no power over me.
Give me one last night of communion with the spirits of the sacred darkness,
To read in the runes written on the skin of the wind and in the hieroglyphs of the stars,
To understand the silent language of cemetery flowers and the song of owls,
To transform into dream dust and scatter into the boundless universe.
Give me one last night of alchemy in the laboratory of my leaden heart,
To transmute pain into gold and tears into precious stones of light,
To unravel the red thread of destiny and weave it anew with magical hands,
To birth from my death a new world where love is eternal.
Give me one last night of ritual in the magic circle of pure consciousness,
To invoke the secret name of the divinity that sleeps deep within the soul,
To open the gate between worlds and pass into the realm of no return,
To unite with everything and nothing in the cosmic dance of absolute existence.

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