White Linen

Thee Orakle

Emerges from the grey city
Now dark in despair
Seek pain on love
But it still remains there

From high above buildings
Smells the white linen dress

Descending from heaven
With moon watching by
Work wonders
Light of night

Ambiguity is the ruin
Of our hero
Human and animal
Instinct become one

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