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Lullaby

It comes to us the calm... Always such presence on the mind
When the beauty allay night comes inside with her hushing berceuse stars
reflecting the glorious balmy solar lights, windless stillness or gentle breeze commands...
Spiritual may it be always he... The tranquil darkness of hopeful yet desperate dreams from our beings...
May you become pacific heroe or sangfroid villain...
Excited at a desire satisfied in relief...
Fulfilled feeling of always serene movement of your undisturbed self of the divine silence on thy White kin...
Moonlight fun beams...
Restful heaven or soothe hell may be constructed on what you like best...
Both may all be a cradle dream of different constellations of wishes of war & peace... Madly landscapes of happyness or sadness, delirious experiences in between....
Destiny stories are wide as freedom wills...
Truth may it be higuer than many and bold through natural or unnatural laws like the fate of the entirety of souls
A cosmos of love may give death no meaningful song...
Factual reality may be equal to power...
Almighty signs on the dead life of night sky...
Only remains maybe everything or nothing....
Althought those are below ourselves, my love...
When the universe itself collapse...
When they start to depart....
Beginning to create themselves on anytime...
When existence or inexistence are aligned...
When creation or destruction are combined...
Separated or united...
They are just concepts, ideas, gods or lords who are inferior to the totality of our own immortal loving self world...
They are no higuer to the admiration of our surreal I am All...
You are eternal in me, we are always alive and so we are alright...
Any god is inside our dearly heart in the all word that is our deathless lullaby...

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