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INVENTED HEAVEN
Yes, he didn’t come to me from another
world
That beyond the horizon of mind
I overcame myself suffering from the pain
Barbed rain pouring from the sun
I carried away ashes of my own onto a mountain
Topless and with no name nor height
Mesmerized by the light flame inside of me
Paralyzed by immobility
Bodies despaired of selves always touch
Last walls, fingers of spirits still deceived
Bodies despaired of earth always hear
Entrails of a being putrefy, anticipate
No, he stood on the high rock beyond the world
A balance, weighing up the universe
Those who scorned body and earth, lies and truth
Who atoned, who invented heaven
They were sick, tired and lost in the future
Dying long for the expiation
Mesmerized by the light flame inside of me
Paralyzed by immobility
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