This differentiated arrival of mine was bound to happen
Lifelike, lifeline and crossing beyond pattern
of achromatic gloom, wedding earth to saturn
Filling the banks. leaving the blanks unfulfilled..
Returning once more.. ink-lined unto the pen-sill
Then leaving the window behind to turn-
over a new leaf that gently floats by the burn-in
memories of fall.. wake up to the static still;
Nothing has changed, nothing' ll ever do until
The day we find abode on a landless ground
The day we wept back on to yester thrill
The day night may erode; and never be found
The day we leapt against the freedom of will
Towards a great unbound ...
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