When"Intellect" came...
When"Eyes" saw past so many souls...
When"Honor" was no longer symbiotic...
The waking universe, "our" truth porus to all things...
Malevolent world, Malevolent humanity, a Purist is born.
Oceans of time,my glance; the first wish of Genisis; Purity of thy known self.......
This "Chance Purist",burdened with this Perdition....
Seeing the universe die within the closest of my folds...
Can you not feel,
Can you not see sweet Integritys offspring within the distance......
Folding the space between time and a ageless soul;
A "Chance Purist" is amoung you.....
Begin time again...
Begin truth....
Let me see Purity reflected; releasing me; from this unfourtunate path.....
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