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To find within the black of the mind the white of the soul...

Such is my cause...

Seek to savour its destruction or nurture to perfection,

The gem in the deep...

Only seen in the deep of sleep,

Dreams that don't keep,

I awake... and away, away they creep.

Scuttle they do, spiders of my mind,

Denizens that slumber,

In the depths within,

Fortunate for me to glimpse the tail end of thee...

Creature of Divinity.

And so I wait,

Labour away,

Stretch my soul taut,

To find thoughts of profundity,

The boulders you hide beneath.

My genius, you I will find,

In the twilight of conciousness,

On the the borders of dreamscape,

Here I remain, to linger, to watch you wake,

Where you linger, to watch me slumber,

Where words become weak...