Grey's this maze,
colder's my space.
Led by the motion
to the spiral,
where I lie.
The words and the thoughts
blindfold the sky.
Led without notion
to the spiral,
but feels so high.
Wandering around,
began to feel down.
Suddenly my dreams
merged with a gleam
dim and seductive,
still destructive.
Led by the motion
to the spiral,
where I fly.
The words and the thoughts
darkened my sight.
Led without notion
to the spiral,
can't leave behind.
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