R.I.P/ Resurrection

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Jovial madness all around
Midnight sun
The eye blinks thrice
Night came once again
Cloaked in her dark velvet embroided with shining stars and supernovae
Night Phlox and Mock Orange grow wildly where moon bled it's rebirth
Urban life escapes
Here and there in landscapes ever changing
As midnight celebration reaches for her finality
Asylum seekers
Begging for bare minimum
With a sync in pulse
And a thirst of what they were deprived of
Dancing around
Moving in circles
Wondering
Thinking
Till they let out their final breath

A/N: Τα φιλιά μου στο χάος
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