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Nilakamalam — The Still Grasp
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Description I was not under a particular acquaintance,
but still they grasped my arm
and led me behind the smog of hidden faces
through the winding dismal chain made of ashes
from half smoked cigarettes and cherry blossoms
where I found a fortune of sorts between the rooms
and thus began to doubt the palpability of their shadow.
But still they grasped my arm,
to lead me before the glare of a church cathedral
and towards a quintessential mind that smelt of burnt sunlight
seeping with the lush of a double perspective.
which once infested the united system of sagacity.
And from the macrocosm,
all became a haze of absorbed insight and structure
striving to maintain a common existence.
and each erased effect mustered together a remarkable enigma
from once I engraved my enlightened mortality.
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