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by Beautiful Chaos Jan 26, 2011 category : Life, society / other
The sky seemed to drip into the lake Moon and stars, trapped in this watery abyss Still they twinkle and shine As if unaware By morning they will be gone I shall swim into the depths But they won't be there waiting They never are Uncreate the created Visions change with the time of day Mind still craves scenic comfort Warmth found in the deepest night