You have tunnel
of spaces
Crossing from beginning to end
Through which reality passes
as subordinate
known, yet unknown
of spaces
Crossing from beginning to end
Through which reality passes
as subordinate
known, yet unknown
Your concord
with reality
Gave me epitaph
on the marble stone
Through which, truth
dances with incurred surety
with reality
Gave me epitaph
on the marble stone
Through which, truth
dances with incurred surety
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