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Amorphous Conceptions
I dream a light
from nothing.
you are
a hopeful cradle-
I would hand you
in my palm
Like civilization
cuddled before,
The fall–
stars awaken
Golden mithril
in the dark. We
Forge from starstrands
The illusion our
hope's wish to become.
A convertible solid, the city
Of a sun inside itself. We
Walk upon waters
Pretending to be ground
Where gods weave errant worlds
From sleeping reflections
© Casper Gray
from nothing.
you are
a hopeful cradle-
I would hand you
in my palm
Like civilization
cuddled before,
The fall–
stars awaken
Golden mithril
in the dark. We
Forge from starstrands
The illusion our
hope's wish to become.
A convertible solid, the city
Of a sun inside itself. We
Walk upon waters
Pretending to be ground
Where gods weave errant worlds
From sleeping reflections
© Casper Gray
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