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Time of Thy Spirit
Paths to the red frames across
Screens play for the precious king
He illuminates like the endless sparks of diamonds in my heart
held in care, ever so gently
They are deeply entertained, all of my offsprings
Absorbed in awe, they continue to pray
The imperials, they gather
In red flames with pure gowns
I asked myself, "How can a child have my spirit?"
Time took me away to many stars
An entrance that caused my mind to be convinced of such abstraction...
We are altogether.
