10 february 2024
Absolute Being
Transparency.
Where were you in dark,
in my intense moments?
A lonely spirit will
try to meet you
in blue moon.
Wading in shallow
waters, you speak slowly
to defend depth of pain.
The absolute
becomes nude. There was
no limit to draw the blood.
Uncensored, I
set up the stage for a
guillotine to punish sun.
It was a bright
sun day. The bells
will not ring.
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