A plunge into conscience
Has lead me utterly astray
On another plane of existence
Misty grey.
I dance too close to the edge.
Fog swirls rise all along the way
Shrouding all knowledge
Misty grey.
Clinging to it with my stiff fingers
I still feel sanity slipping away.
Only shadows hover and linger
Misty grey.
a new dimension of the deniverse
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