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So inebriant anise scent
pervades the consciousness as I free the spirit
Aromas of a wealthy garden
The lust, the desire, the ritual

Drip by drip I let her blood sweetened by my worst nightmares
Then patience...
As emerald turns to opaline, she comes to life
A complex cloud of memories swirls from the bottom.
So beautifully...

The opaque Queen is now present
Her skin is so white and pale
I embrace with passion
her poisonous figure

Now I am ready to depart
for my weird journey
Seeing visions never existed
At first so ideal, then so strange and finally so horrible...Reallity maybe
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