Above
The weeping
Hope remains
Despite
Bitter cascades
Of woe.
Above
The harshness
Love remains
Despite
Rogue rivulets
Of rage.
Above
The avarice
Faith remains
Despite
Lavish lust
For power.
Above
I dwell
Above
The hell.
I breathe
Sweet air
In mists untamed
This realm unnamed
Silken dreams,
Soft intentions,
Delicate desires
Yet exist
Here.
Above.
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