Dream dissolves in the wind of emotions,
Mysteries like phantom in life appear,
When perfection rejuvenates its accord in me,
I become happiness born from the fear.

Love is thrown in the fire of recognition,
Like the first offering that is killed in pain,
Illuminated circle of a dark distance,
Inserts the glow in the world of shame.

Sense for justice is drawn in the sand,
Melting in the volcano of chaotic stream,
Like lava that scrambles in the night of creation,
Magma is my love to ultimate dream.

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