On the astral ocean of curvy horizons she moans
As the forgotten goddess of the lost wanderers
As I was lost too
Lost into the skeletal silhouette of the long dead forest
far from the constellations of light
floating inside the amorphous black pearl
the anti-photosynthesis constructed by black aeons
Waiting for the souls to collide
For impact to suppress the light
To see the eternity in my hands

I have been trapezing between the relentless void and the timeless chaotic stratosphere of rotating futility called existence
Inside my platinum carved labyrinth I have become the birth of the oblivion and loss of the humanity
The time itself screams as I raise my arm against the tide of balance shattering it into a billions of shards

I am not human
Ever have I felt compassion
I am not human
My path shall remain hidden

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