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solemn indulgence.

Posted to Utterances

let not my sleep be ripped off
let not my eyes be blinded by your inevitable sorrow
the fact that i have been awake for a tiny decade of reluctant longing...
makes me abhor the mystifying event of your scorn
it is not through you that i would indulge myself into absolute trance...
it is through your unappealing track where i would rather calm myself into...
i thought i sensed you.
i maybe awakened by how amazing my universe was.
though i can say that universe was dead-
cause it was my ignorance that brought me into this purple-colored men's world.
i surely indulged myself in that blinding light-
where i saw the moon land and the grass elevate.