Eyes filled with darkness
And ears muffled with silence
A vision of cimmerian illusion
But a mind obambulating
inexhaustingly clearing the flaws
Meticulously conquering
the Impossibilities to light
an incandescence of seeping
komorebic Ray's of possibilities
She grew up
Never a cynosure
But always ebullient
altruistically accepting the zemblanity
Cerulean sky and crimson flowers
were lucifagous in her...