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that which we all strive to see and touch. |
| Maroon black from 'cross the lake Shines dimly upon the waters. You gently stroke my eyes, then Pirouette, embracing the walls. And that's where you'll stop. Unable to go through. Past to your home. But that's alright. You've a new throne now Glowing as darkly as beauty itself. I'm confined By the caving walls, Save the entrance to the sea. Yet I'm afraid To dip my foot into the icy blue. What if I never Reach the other side? Wanting to leave, but always I stay Within these walls Watching The Light on the Other Side. |