45.Everlasting

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The foliage fell from the trees,
I observed how they burn,
supressing, running off
revelations, theories, ideas I had.

This permited to get off the pressure
under this cerulean blue paper,
where took place the war of emotions
and was left smoke, mirrors.

I'm captured in an everlasting serenity
I wished for so long,
couldn't be conscious
about an oblivion.

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