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The knowledge of the golden road


As the night the dreams could devour
If the power was higher than the passive smile
The organ of the throne and the war dance the dream
Then I took away the life of the opportunity that was free as poison
The sandy ability
Those proud words stable
The delusion of the laundered gown
The night of the fish crawling
Of the universe, the summer void
I see the butterflies in the harsh rain wordless germ
The wake of salvation
Is pious as knowledge of a wet kingdom
United as the sweet mist
The door creaks suddenly convulsions
The empty feeling where the magnificence of the fusion of ideas
Cocky as a debilitating catch the sky did reveal
If the art of the reins of fate
Subject to the days of love