A world, far away, lost.
Quiet. Ignorant. Hidden.
Of my own, myself.
Secrets. Whispers. Sighs.
Pieces of glass, in black.
Kaleidoscopic visions.
Illusions, optical, in colour.
Eddy. Deep. In-fi-nite.
Smoked up, high, hits the brain.
Nirvana, through the veins, from the heart.
Sweat, breath, breathlessness.
Guilt. Fear. Insomnia.
Detached, fallen, from the clouds.
Let go, scattered, through terrains.
A quest, tunnels, limitless.
Journeying. Patiently. Maturing.
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