

Serene Disposition IThe eagarity of life, Pulls my head, Of the sand, The trance of my eyes, Which ascertains a higher, Power of life, And good luxery, It traps me yet, Twists me and binds me, Entrances me with, Everflowing vitality of life, Truth once lost, White, with purity, Innocence mocks me, Travels with me yet so, A standing form, Upright and bright, As death inevitable, And certain, There's a light at, And with me, Pours through, Lifts me as, A weightless nothing, This light so damn white, Enchanting, pulliSerene Disposition I
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