The treasures of the beyond
was never a fortune
but the kindred spirits
the travellers
in time and spaciousness
Force not a hand, it moves
when it needs to
yet the wickedness of some
may be a blessing
misunderstood by the recepient.
These entities, the strangeness
of no-mirror
where things are different
but works the same
the smile of "this, not that"
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