The Essence.
I set unopened eyes in a daytime dream
And sink into the puzzles that draw nigh early
I could feel the above like the sun turns black
Leaving big earth drown into the dark ashes status.

I wade across my gloom world for more
And thought what face could mean without a name;
What life could also,without a living?
And standing on my watch for unveilings of these
Then I saw the core; beauties is the Lords.
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