A delusion of unrealistic figments has been created.
Rocking forth in a dream that will never leave the mind.
Sensations of creation brewing underneath the waves.
A storm of emotion over this new depth of ocean.
A hazy grey varied in with the blue of his gaze.
Memories of the past and memories of the future.
Begging to be heard but hiding once he blinks.
Eyelashes like the clouds that hide what is true.
The stars have gone away for quite a while.
Flowers have turned away from where the sun no longer exists.
Hoping for a new aura of weather but only finding those clouds.
Hoping he will one day meet the sun to his atmosphere.
His memories hidden beneath each blink of blue.
His eyelashes have hidden away too many ghosts.
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