A mass of clouded mist
Significant invisible forms
Not made of this world,
shrouded in mystery beyond our thoughts
Set to dwell in illusions,
of the men with blinded vision
All it passes bindingly -
the light bending unseen monolith
Not made of this world,
shrouded in mystery beyond our thoughts
Set to dwell in illusions
of the men with blinded vision
In hiding awaits a revelation
All beingness is nothing but an ability
The black bleak nebula -
shine in the grey shades of perception
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