The chaotic ambiance,
The hustle of restless winds,
The impregnable persona,
O! The great Voidness.
Engulfing my purity,
Chomping through,
Creating a Bliss though.
Stillness yet roughness,
Casualty of an imagination,
Ascent of the goblins,
Fierce in its creative destruction.
Incandescence, volatile, catalytic,
The grotesque sprinkles of rain,
Feeling through my body,
Like lips of an unappeased lover,
Cuddling and fondling.
Impact of the wilderness,
I wonder if I were borne by,
The pregnant enigmatic Void!
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