Liquid like floor,
Resonances as deterred by my influence.
Long blue horizontal,
Dark deep Prussian seas below me.
Deep enough to call it black,
Ever changing and ever resonating.
Pulsing from me,
All over this once bright horizon.
I could just lie down,
Watch all the changes around me.
One by one the pieces start to show.
No matter how hard I close my eyes, I can still see them.
Useless endeavour rending meaningless suffering,
Impeccable situation for impending doom.
Yet another pulse passes by,
Telling me of my inner thoughts.
A soft violin stroke fills the air,
Gently opening my sight.
Unreachable drop of light,
Yes, I can see it.
I will not let it out of my sight,
This little seed given to me.
I will slowly help it grow.
It will be the new ideal place for yet another sun.
If it meant to turn this world upside down,
If it meant to change everything again...
It shall be yet another necessary sacrifice.
To be the shadow of me that I could only dream of becoming.
Impossible, I hate that word...
I’ll grin in your face one day.
When I have it all,
Yes, when I reached the pinnacle of my dreams...
I will laugh in your face and escape this blue sanctuary...
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Well since the last one was too sad.. how about a hopeful kind?
