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A balance of perfection
exquisite the innocent equilibrium
of a newborns open eyes

The separation between a door
the life they always knew
the life they knew before
soul sound that always echoes 
yet still treads upon the earth
a beauty so created
in the hands of evermore

The miracle seeks escape
prays but the flesh is always weak
stifled by the cells
who’s rhythm beats in constancy 
even though the promise 
is forever guaranteed
still paradise a burden
to what they cannot see
everything a caricature
of who they cannot be

The separation of a door
the life between nothing more
their sound soul always echoes
stretching resonant to the heavens
with a miracles intention
but paradise a burden
of who they refuse to be
they cannot see

And in their living 
they see no freedom
just a struggle as it breathes
a clamour of their attention
suckled to electric teats
a spectres darkest shadow 
walks among them
collecting printed paper honeyed leaves   
of life means only anything
it only ends in the death of nothing
no living remaining was ever meant to be

The separation never was before
the life between for-evermore
lays scattered in their diamonds
upon eternals floor
each one stands apart
and never sees the same
never sees their unity
or shares one single name

And the darkest eye is smiling
for the miracle they refuse to see
you stand between a door
from soul sound
to a footprint on the earth
a spirits glistening droplet of eternity
and only for a time
will the beauty of your eyes
rest upon this paradise

So many individuals
so perfectly designed
so many individuals
their purposes so inclined
to pluck the chord of celebration
for the miracle of life
a balance of perfection
exquisite in the innocence 
the equilibrium of a newborns open eyes

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