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10 years, 9 faces, 5 months

Old me yesterday, but tomorrow's backwards

Repetition, is this your mission?

Your divisions = such schisms

With my new skin for the sun to land on

And a plateau - one that I can stand on

I can see your particles tremble at the thought of this

You'd embrace it? Are you speaking honestly?

Oh, Pillars of Creation

Utmost form of such amazement

Upon my brokenness

I stand before your holiness

Oh, Pillars of Creation

Dancing with your constellations

My newfound openness

I beg for total forgiveness

Oh, Pillars of Creation

I cry at your confrontation

With your all-knowingness

Please pacify my loneliness

Tell me what colour you see

Can you describe it vividly?

I'm within your indigo dimension

superstitionless after what I've witnessed

But each answer leads to four questions

Am I left alone to keep guessing?

Await your mulligan? Your anastasis?

Under the basis of an ersatz greatness?