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Some more breathes in the odyssey

-By Jhinuk (2004)

The wisdom within screams......... There, there comes the storm, To sweep thee off thy feet, little oyster, No, proceed not ahead&#8211; It leads thee to the dead.

The oyster little laughs off, murmuring&#8211; The land beneath homed me for long, Let me now break my chains and get one with the vegabond.

Let me sleep the sweet slumber of illusions for a while, Let me walk the dreamful odyssey for some more mile.

What is it that fears thee, O the mind so wise? Of a robbed vacuum, or the stains of some yonder vice? Thy dreams await a dying tomorrow, Yet live the miraged today Sleep the sweet slumber of illusions for a while Walk the dreamful odyssey for some more mile.

Let the storm invade, Let thy-self be unhomed into nothingness, Yet breath these little moments of togetherness,

Smear thy self in the soon-to-be faded colours of caresses Sleep the sweet slumber of illusions for a while, Walk the dreamful odyssey for some more mile.