a dying man bids a sorrowful farewell
to a vision suspended in the indigo-streaked sky
an illusion deep within the darkness shrouded in fog
decaying and perishing among beautiful ruins
my mind, shackled in chains
was lost, fell into ruin amidst the rubble
shattering... being rent asunder...
now, my wish is that my grief will be deadened
...disintegrated
the flower in full bloom is shattering
now, if it rots away, my suffering will be deadened
shattering... being rent asunder...
the flower in full bloom is shattering
the flower fluttering in the sky is being torn and scattered
the flower fluttering in the sky is...
broken. like me.
-detresse-perish-moidixmois.
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