Cluster of images
Brings to light
Moments of impish need
To fulfill illusions for wants
Till we rise from trance
To realize it is impossible to avoid
The ever-growing chasm
Yet we move through roughs and smooth
Engulfed in grief
Brings to light
Moments of impish need
To fulfill illusions for wants
Till we rise from trance
To realize it is impossible to avoid
The ever-growing chasm
Yet we move through roughs and smooth
Engulfed in grief
Feeling void.
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