Millstone

Hold still, it swiftly passes

Innocence

Tread fast on known paths

And be firm

Strangeness is my grace

Remain silent

Solace, a comfort we embrace

Remembrance shattered to pieces

In this old bent frame

Sketches of a visionary mind

Tainted and washed out

A fresh breath to inhale

Kaleidoscope

Reveal the pinnacle

Of what's deep down

Buried by numbers

The huntsman chased down

With his back turned to the wall

The summit

Climb it

Watch the colors blend

While you fall down

It all fades to grey

Flesh and bone

Take this moment to remember

When you gaze behind a corner,

Another one awaits

Such a horror to break it down

This place is blank to begin with

Hold still, it swiftly passes

Innocence

Tread fast on known paths

And be firm

Strangeness is my grace

Remain silent

Flesh and bone

Take this moment to remember

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