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Window of dreams


The visions beyond the enduring crisp of firmament,

wishes of ideal and escape into mental decadent.

Dreaming vacancies to the holy sane,

loving aspiration forever by gratitude of reign.

Childhoods play and magical thought wonderland,

where the impossible is the golden rule to understand.

Enchanted places and many self that only oneself really knows,

myriad of creatures in foreign worlds with all its bestows.

Wonder of heroic wealth by its absolute power trace,

image simulation molded and caught in transcendental space.

The dream weaver holds the levitating rotating globe at hand,

destinies favorite muse conducting with the magical wand.

The law of loves beauty in its own delicate retrospect,

never looses its enchanting wonder and surprise effect.

The castle of indomitable presence and sacred ground,

the worst of worst for recuperation found.

Shared stories sensing itself to the turning point of matter,

creating synchronized universes distinctive blue and flatter.

Seeing clearly know for all makes perfect sense,

the tincture of spheres colliding with residue of love immense.

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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.

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