mysticism
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Absolute breathe in the dawn of effervescence
Sweet fluidity of ecstasy perfectly perfumed
In the lap of silence
This year, I burned myself away
I let myself wilt
Without dismay
Often, I was horrified
A world in meltdown
Triggered my pride
And let me drown
I got up, though
I always came around
On the way back where?-ward,
the tree's bark disfigured me out,
formed lips that mirrored my breath,
I wonder at what depth's do my words sink in
Hallelujah, hell, I’d known better
Ain’t no comin’ back once you get on
That train down to Memphis where
Your sister lives. Where your sister lives
And works, you say, isn’t a place but
