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Stretching out far beyond our imagination.

There is a man with quite the endeavor.

He has risen above the trees of the forest.

Found a place to call home in the stars above.

Stretching out far beyond our imagination.

A poisonous flower has come to bloom.

Petals with vivid veins of blue and purple.

Where he has taken the color to transform.

Stretching out far beyond our imagination.

There is no place uncalled for in his lines.

Finding words drowning in an ocean of ink.

Creations forming out of intriguing sights.

Stretching out far beyond our imagination.

Hear me out when I say this last part.

It is not himself that he is finding.

Only his mind that he is creating.

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