Infinite
Tenaciously
I desire buoyantly
cynical
for the
sempiternal aeon
of rapture.
Ceaselessly
I strive taciturnly
clamorous
to be
perpetually free
from finis.
Steadily
I tarry humbly
undaunted
for the
Everlasting Power
to liberate.
Unending
I fall expeditiously
lethargic
into the
incessant abyss
of entity.
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