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The road leads to old windmill 
Soul like grain is processed by the mill
The very presence of the mill
Surreal will make you feel

The orb is like science filled dream
Beautiful and bizarre crystal forms create waves that will swim
In this dream
They are of mesmerizing radiance forming shape of a soul that will gleam

The orb controls laws of universe
One who has the orb cans transverse
Whole universe 
And change its very laws by a simple verse

The road to the mill is filled with catkin during spring
Song as beautiful as essence of divine spirit nightingale will sing
That like the softest bell will ring
Singing ballad about everything

The second orb controls laws of destiny
The destiny that limited only by its definition will be
Destiny beyond continuity
Is still destiny

What such orb will see is hard to describe
Even for best scribe
It is the most breathtaking beauty that its name in soul of divine will inscribe
The most spellbinding magnificence of any tribe

The third fourth and so on orb will grow further still
And all of the orbs are processed by the mill
The very soul of universe the windmill
Will reveal 

The orb of destiny
Has its own special beauty
What mathematical nirvana and first orb to the world will be?
That is what their reflections to Omni verse will be

That starts growing process in continuity
Yet destiny
Can be beyond all continuity
And there lies orbs’ majesty


Omnipotence that fallows Immortality
Even immortality that beyond reflection of the first orb will be
Subservient to orb of destiny
And that orb reflects my love’s beauty

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