The Mistake of the Miracle
Exclusiveness sowed in endlessness
vibrating chord
shadow of a timeless world
constantly reconstructs
the derma of chaos
don’t trust the eons
there is an undeclared narrative of the soul
we are born in the flames of goodbye
we are in it, and we carry it
we are too much
for the thoughts and the unknown
no one has time to utter
the depth of each word
to face the forest
mortal flowing bursts
signs of sails
we share voyages
beyond the fence wall
in the cradle
we try to understand
the mistake of the miracle
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