Ineffable

A film diaphanous as a ghost

Separates me from the objects of desire

A path leads onwards

Guarded by the creature of my own creating

How to utter the spell

That opens the door

That parts the veil

And frees me

It is written in script

That defies interpretation

By my conscious mind

And must be read using a more occult nature

Runes scratched in paintwork show

Beauty and fear in equal parts

They fade under a delicate touch

Until all is black

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