8.Night Sight
I can see through the veil
Seeing all I need see
Nothing is hidden here
Deep into the woods
Casting
Letters that speak of...
All
Is all
Is naught
No-one but me
Knows of this place
Sanctuary
Where I construct
Dream while there is no strife
Anguish pulls no weight
One can see and the other is blind
Through the same pair of eyes
We have lost sight
Of the night-side of the self
Hunted by the fear
Of reunion
Night-sight is bliss
For he who dares look into
A world where you embrace the opposite
Where you are whole
There is no lasting joy
In numbness and dogma
Too much is too little in knowledge
Driven by mystery
We have lost sight
Of the night-side of the self
Hunted by the fear
Of reunion
Night-sight is bliss
For he who dares look into
A world where you embrace the opposite
Where you are whole
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