Photocopies, instinctively smooth
Act as the egg for the mirror,
Depriving hatred from anguish.
Supernovas bury our eye;
Only to one eye, reflecting; -
Enough love to create shadows! ...
Leylines, the space of the Sea,
Mould the heart outwards, reliving memories
Witnessing yourself disappearing.
The Sun produces mediation;
Each ray is an intention, prophesying
The question; - Am I inside purpose? ...
Photocopies, instinctively smooth,
Act as the egg for the mirror,
Etc, Etc, Etc...
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