Inside a hole of nothingness Fawn on its soul or nothing less Transformed on to its soft condition Overwhelming with kind intuition There it is carrying the spoken word Throughout lifelines of depths Hoping for one silent hour Unrestrictedly And we let go To open fields of sorrow Indiscernible The strain is easy Enlightening day of new impressions We slowly let go For what is there to lose now The shadows are returning This gap so endless falling but no ground There's nothing left of me and you (Unless they cling to us) Besides it all eyes of awareness They can call for emptiness Injected for penetration through lies Ever formed for no man's eyes There it is carrying the spoken word Throughout lifelines of depths Imperceptible implementation of life The day is breaking
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