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There is a world away from here, a holy sanctuary
Where silent waters pacify, unrelenting… undenied
Frantic colours fill the eye with sweet intoxication
Illusion of the perfect kind, countenance divine

I want to taste of this… to grasp a piece of heaven
And let the moments pass me by, unabated… undefied
Perfectly, like a sobriety, a bliss beyond delusion
I will look to the sky and bide my time… wait to make it mine