Closed eyes, opens the solid failed desire,
Sparkling wish aloft, dreadful pleasure acquire.
Each micro cell wheeched to dwell for the moment,
And a fabulist wake up to experience bereavement.
It's over and over forever. A dream,
Which from day one was off the beam.
Always swore, to die a thousands deaths.
Handled not even one, triggers self slaying wraths.
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