Feeling this way a bit, and these words say it best
Why try to rewrite when the perfect words already exist, perfect within my little corner of the world anyway!
I burn as ferociously as a hundred suns cloaked within the shroud of a thousand shadows
The outward eyes of casting glances wash upon the vicious reefs of cold relent
Inward visions of the ever reaching landscapes haunt with beauty as realities collide
To break the fragile divide of desolate emptiness that borders worlds of untold wealth
A challenge of intent that only malicious minds of ill repent may cross with time
As upon the fertile ground those chosen for blind obsession will find their feet may tread
The heat of a hundred suns that with ferocious passion burn less worthy where they stand
Shrouds of a thousand shadows cast into endless mazes those that foolish whims have led
The reward for the proven worthy silently waiting behind the cold dead eyes of tearless sight
Never such a vision of beauty has haunted lesser sights with relentlessly heartless taunts
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