Aphelion Aura
Mar De Grises
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Dripping colors of a distant image
Reveal a shape that I can't see
They paint the trail of a dream
But distance is more than I can breathe.
Still far away, still cold
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My aura chokes me
Lies to me loves me
And despises me
Yet in the end
She whispers to me:
"...But remember,
You'll always be closer than it seems,
You'll stay forever embraced
In the birth of a hidden dream."
How could I?
Too late to realize
That shape was the same as me.