through a blurred vision,
runs down an ephipany
of what's transcribed
in the epilogue of time
through a blurred vision
the words seem so close,
just as betrayl decends
the ever sinking thoughts
through a blurred vision
i enter the forbidden
and forsee manifestation
of an obfuscated self
through a blurred vision
sight looses stride,
and procreates anonymity
reckoning for a while
through a blurred vision
i rejoice the blackout
for the acquisition
remains effectively personal
through a blurred vision
light of the day corners
the conscience of mind
soldering the abstract
through a blurred vision
i therefore see, what lies
digged and to be discovered
in the epilogue of time
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