Shafts of sunlight shine in rhymed couplets

I am conciousness sentient human mired in my past perception sensaton body mind reaching for love god the stars. Fear, idealism and passion, littered with the wrecks of reality and truth the world, made sense from stories luminous. Birth is time is attachment. Limitations, the ideal, locked up in dreamers bow, the secret is dreams breath expired, the experience itself concluded, the extinguishing of the individual self. zero –


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