Monday, February 22

The mist over the illusion has became apparent.

Focusing on futuristics.
Penetrating into minds yet to be shaped.

I am following this narrow corridor of what will be with the doors on either sides still unlocked.
I stand within my sanctuary proud of the walls i have built and the secret passages forged beneath me.

In human years i am young but i am not misguided of my amibitions.
Since our first encounter you have made me sucumb to reason and thoughts i considered to be only that of my logic but somehow you managed to share.
A shared purpose through technique and history.
I willingly accepted your embrace and i shall never leave it's presence, thankyou will never suffice, i am eternally in your debt.

I am fortunate in having your hand to interlock with mine and the soft whispers of your comforting words.
You have lead me to a safe place which i could of only dreamt of in my childhood slumbers.

Do your worst and i will stand and recieve what ever you deliver but i shall never raise my white flag.

From parallel to a point.
Your fears have become my fears
Your hopes have become my hopes.

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