presence, the past that built
a space without stars. Losing
his flaw to restrain, denouncing
the crippling realities of reality.
He induced everything at the end,
freely dispelling the truths in
exchange for magic, that
bone chilling apparition.
The effect as if he knew
that he was trapped, but
still flaring the end of
spontaneous,
gorgeous
crescendos.
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