In the continuity of a motif inert,
Remains shadow of agony.
In the coldness of historical overlap layers
The crusty gash by releasing of meaning
Continual wandering of Depth
In the captured area of surface.
Sparkled Grinding Teeth of unknown heroes,
Remorseful voice of body.
The last effort of life’s alienations
In connected Bodies to the world by eternal implication
Which is decreased the distance between motives and body.
And continuum nature of perception
In the Same apprehension of Grottos,
That cause from numerous similarities in bodies.
Bodies which create the source of perception
In ignorance of power's commentators.
Bodies which create interactive bodies;
Before knowledge, intent and consciousness.
Don’t look ascetic at a terrible suspend
And what gets realized.
Feel it with your flesh and blood,
Just like a rain which is drunk by frescoes of the wall
And the shadows that nail themselves.
Area is mortal: no matter what, the sky or the earth
When becomes narrator
above your view
-In the tension of history’s source and your wont body.-
Gobble the dawn
Due to using perfunctory the doorway of history.
And near to what, which is like everything
Unwillingly to birth
To not happen another droves in the darkness.
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