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Never in this world
I would ever wish to stay
Dreams and not the days
I wish I could stay forever in my dreams and fantasies.
standing at the bottom
of a crystal palace staircase

toes barely over the edge

so inviting, you might even die
to get inside

but you haven't acquired the nerve

so sacred a place
one could only disgrace
but the will
will overpower

and the cost of a tarry
is to wait forevermore
for the chance

and be devoured.
consumed
What was it that caused physicality to become out of endless void and inky blackness and are we merely a bi-product of its residual harmonic vibration's resilience or do we embody the nature of its kinetic supremacy?  Is intellectual sentience actually the catalyst for the evolution of God or are we merely ephemeral splendor?
Opaque opulence!!
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