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Knowing the beginning 
and the end, 
you stand in water. 
Transparency should 
come first, waiting 
for your time. 
A blind pursuit for a brilliant moment, 
to break the black rock. 
The bloodstained eyes 
tell the opacity of eternal lies. 
Can you melt the darkness? 
The holy edge was inviting. 
You want to settle 
for a suicide, after the hymns. 
O golden peaks 
I don't want to climb the illusion. 
Sun was sitting in my room. 
A bluebird was 
staring at me. When do I 
start laughing?