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Mahayana
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In manifestations as they reside from the devoid of illumination... in the dimness of cerulean eyes gazing back within the responsiveness of the human soul. Where in slumber, the entrance as it gradually unfastens... within the meaninglessness that illustrates... cryptograms of luminosity. One as myself perceives as it progresses... threatening even now as the night turns out to be in its own existence; within the meaningfulness of the mind as one comprehends themselves in the rumination as it is pallid from the distortions. From now as I catch sight of this, from the postures that promenade... roaming between the route that was engaged spring night between dialogue and predictions. In the deteriorating hours from night are what enlighten from within the dreams... that foretell from within the silhouettes of instance. Perceptions dedication ....sensitivities dullness... cemented observations as it was.... from the absolute dreadfulness of the truths that are seen within the awareness... the hours within the most horrifying circumstances playing out in the eyes ... nightmarish divinations.
From what grows to be of the hours as they are glimpsed within the dim demonstrations. In the musings that would become of I ... from the significance in hours that tick from the succeeding as they come into sight as weeks.
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