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Lilac loneliness hesitates,
Lingering unseen behind
Eyelids bruised by sleep-
Less nights, hiding tired eyes.
An unfathomable gaze slips
Into the frigid waters of reality,
The warmth of dreams seeping away.
It's time to stand up, start to
Shoulder all that dead weight;
It's always a burden to bear.
Layers of skin, pierced by silver,
Give the roadmap to the destination-
As figured by the Fates, naturally.
It is precisely as it seems, except
That's the case only in the fantasies
That act as guide every night.
The immense melancholy mourns
The return of reality's ruthlessness.
Artemis, Atlas, Almathea, please,
Please lend your strength to me.
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