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"These Portals Reveal"



Whom prides themselves in being set apart?

Whom desires?

Whom will accept?

Whom will embark?


Through your eyes I see.

For your minds are a desert wasteland,

With parched dunes the wind continuously beats into patterned submission.

A horrific housing of the soul.


For through mine eyes is vast world.

With the falls nothing can be parched.

The soil fit to birth what will begin minute,

Yet the water springs that which will tower.


For behind mine eyes lie many jungles.

These portals reveal.

In such a place the soul thrives,

The soul feasts.


Pride yourself.

Desire.

Accept.

Embark.


Welcome.





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