An Obstacle in the Air
Such Coldness of mine,
Abides me,
To unleash my laugh!
What a barrier,
I unconsciously create,
To restrain my prophetic reign!
Golden pillars and purple banners are,
The vision entitled,
To announce such reality,
In which the sky gives,
His farewell,
To the mournful sun;
There is no way to start a journey,
With a blindfold on,
Which will drag me,
Into a mental precipice,
After all;
There is no way to share any wisdom,
If I’m not the first follower,
Of my thought.
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