And at yonder the yore teased with a smirk
the scarlet skies in the enigmatic night beaconed with a surging desire
but despite the seance set in such heavenly stave
the heart spelled the words otherwise
for the sabotaged soul had nothingness in its frills
the impression of tomorrow floating in a mirage of illusions
and he lived with the hope it might surface tonight

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