Crystal flakes on ripened grains
Awakes you in the evening's rain,
Pensive mood of fabric bow,
Step your feet, out of the door...
A winsome world of frosty wish,
Soaked in shimmer, the lustrous rise,
Twisted reality, universe lies,
Observe tonight, through your eyes...
The mystic-woven, sunken soul
Across the epitomes playing alone,
Tries to tell the secrets hidden,
Something incredible is waiting to be known...
Millions of pictures,
In the gallery of multiverse
Chiliad gleams, painting its canvas,
Truths of ages, reality explodes-
You're a child of the sky, lover of the cosmos...
Enchanted clusters, intricate-bound,
Drenched in cosmea, healing all the wounds,
Lured by beauty, hidden in the depth,
Caresses the planets, delicacy drifted...
Moon has a charm in her craters,
Making the night bluer and deeper,
Unfurling lilt, drowning the fire,
Adores the darkness, entwined-lighter...
The darling of pastiche, a jaded moety,
Are you still forming in nebular factory?
Lyrics of the ancient, ever-fetching stack,
Fragile; a felicity, sleeping in your lap...
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