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it’s never too late
to taste the wind upon an openbook,
as incantations of power and knowledge
dance upon the pages
like little gothic beings
chanting around a secret fire,
while offering wine and bread
and tease you with spells and arcane laughter…
it’s never to late to feel the sunlight upon your mind
and the warmth of unknown vessels
gather around your harbor of inner desires
waiting to be boarded-
the captain greets you
gazing into your eyes with a lure of anticipation:
for it’s the beginning of an endless adventure,
an inkling desire imbedded with invisible data
for a moment’s infinite glory…
it’s never too late to scream into the mirror
and watch the crazed creatures
that emanate from your eyes
as snarling angels compassionately surrender
to your enchanting embrace…
it’s never to late to change your evilness
and look into the paths of time…
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