trapped in the world wide web, searching, searching
for new enlightenment to disenchant old burdens
In the triangle, divine names acutely aware,
summoning souls, demonic names I did dare
pumpkin spices the air, cream left to rot
dining with the cosmos, my time, it's not
meter's running, guzzled out of time. Not ashamed, I have to say
it was worth letting you know, in what is truly my own way
intersecting interest is what I intend to last
regardless of either unrelenting dark past
that said I'll leave it for the future to grasp
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