I will sleep now.
Let petals fall
Beyond Infinity.
Timelessness will
Become prettier.
Sleep through the
Eight-Fold Path
Evolving into
One
Mirrored Hall...
Dancing rose
Petals welcoming
The sleeping to wake,
To dance with
An 'old-spirit'
Of roses.
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