An omnipresent death lurks in my dreams as I rest. Immortal, we sit and watch the sunset burn through our ever-lasting facades, And now only the stars remember. The Cirrus clouds pass above me as I dream, A mad world under my feet.
A red fox with emerald eyes, A familiaris that spies. Immortal, because God's creation is an illusion, and only I exist.
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