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My Realm
My Realm
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This is my realm.
Space sprung from nothing
A bang that time shall sing
A saga of freedom for enveloping light
A song of the plight for the black and white
A spray of gravity to add the weight
A stray space rock to seal the fate
A bag of hope unleashed on the horizon
A desert of life from single to the one
A tune of hope that heralds a species
A vial of virus chains it to the reality
A string of heads bettered like wine
A spring of color weaves just in time
A maze of lines crossing in my palm
A cosmic showdown of the giant sun
A scar that deepens and cannot fade
A painting as complex as emptiness
A welcome if heading through the phase
This is my realm.
