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Often lamed and tired

Repose brought the night

Rooms become so small?

Sight is lost by light

Ground is sordid and relent(less)

Fly above my life?

Off the scenes of now and here

I will dive into the dreams

Of the sunken thoughts to amalgamate

The wideness of time

Gulps all in the line

Meaningless to shine

Off the scenes of now and here

I will dip into the dreams

Of the sunken thoughts to amalgamate