Lo, a great soul departs amid billows of pain-drops shuddering, the blurred horizon crooning the same dirge when a seeing one parts.
A mutilated sentiment pounds hard fraying for being that fated--I don't have thee now.
Shine thy beacon on us ever!
Bestow thy enlightening and daring insight on us ever!
Hush, the path already laid out there by the sublime one, so broad out there!
Take it to the yonder realm daring, giving, holding and truly liberating not like the one sly, arbitrary, plundering, biased and discriminating!
Lets open our eyes!
It's out there!
Take it, please!
A mutilated sentiment pounds hard fraying for being that fated--I don't have thee now.
Shine thy beacon on us ever!
Bestow thy enlightening and daring insight on us ever!
Hush, the path already laid out there by the sublime one, so broad out there!
Take it to the yonder realm daring, giving, holding and truly liberating not like the one sly, arbitrary, plundering, biased and discriminating!
Lets open our eyes!
It's out there!
Take it, please!
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