No Pendulum
fly through
all dimensions,
the scale
is broken.
mediocre is lost
in corner.
my name,
is the only
constant.
vital is mind,
a game of hide
and seek.
seek until find,
art is a chime,
blow and you shall
hear the resonance
of
time
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