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COSMIC

 Mirrors speak honestly

Looking at this face, It seems to look back as if from another dimension of this multiverse 

Living today like a life in another world

Is this how minds are lost

This is the crazy that makes sense

Like a hole in the universe sucking in out of control and  something is in control

There is never a reason to be in love 

Maybe that is why everything does not make sense yet they are in harmony

Getting lost in the deep fearlessly

Giving in to this heart consuming fire comfortable with the screams sense

Subconscious wide awake, subduing the conscious

Aiming at a target out of sight

Nothing has ever felt better than this moment

Like a stars enduring into the day light; if the glory fades, at least these two would have lived today in eternity

And  Muse, if  these eyes would be closed,

This day would be pitched at the center of eternity

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