The gloaming fire of purple haze
Embers simmering in a hearth of daze
Laces so soft, evenings embellished
Cherishing silken roots, clouds relished
Nothing new in those seconds of time
No hour, no minute, dimensions a dime
Not a one, not a nothing, not a never ever
None knows whoever knew a new to sever
Yes it repeats, the big bang and dusts
Yare vessels sail still, waves or windy gusts
Yearning a course a heartbeat could change
Youthful ways and a desire to arrange
Who would know when there's nothing to know
A glimmer in those embers hinting still to flow
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