The Cyclothymic Panopticon

Hesperus Dimension

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Can you fall asleep unconsciously awake?
When sliver thoughts weave the plaits of entanglement
In existence, where walls are too close to each other
You're waiting for our luminous world - the ancient sage
The embryonic slumber for the masses cuddles the world in this jail
A drop dances nervously on the wall

Blood thickens, puffs of dirty thoughts
Cellulose fumes, walk paths of concrete
Has drawn the way to the awaited freedom
It's the hum and rattle of the vibrant city
The underground, adorned with human vanity
Carries, just like on any night, the hope for better
The cyclothymic panopticon