singularitiesA Poem by winter;lyraAt last At peace The debrees align Together they form the seven pointed star At last my home shows all that I've sowed Reach me midnight God Take me whole Drip no essence from those lips Your body is none and my soul is drunk In slumber and depravity We shall connect with an ethereal touch onto infinity I shall break away from this singularity Fade away into collectivity And trully become Singular
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