Surreal Universe
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Surreal universe
Of blood and bone: Fragile light
Is buried under
Rocks and stones, in vast deserts,
Where Time stands frozen.
There is no trace at all of
Healing summer rain.
There are only eyes, that stare,
Like wild birds of prey,
From the shadowy realms of
Disordered psyches.
This dry kingdom is lacking
In the blessed ways of
Grace and faith. The Void beckons.
All dreaming is dead.
Insects feed on rotting flesh.
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