“Vanishing Touch”
A mountain is stretched from the dip until our sky breaks off.
Gold becomes washed by light between shine and reflections under view.
Blood keeps a tension on itself through means of embarkment.
Walking along this path brings me to intense slumber.
Closing my eyes, then opening doors, lets me search on disappearance.
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