RPG-Maker Quartier

Lying in an endless sleep, a man who would not be.
Rays of light, reflections of a mirror out of sight,
passing unseen.

Clearly, redemption has to be in reach
for the man that could not breach
his inner cycle of himself.

He lies there in his mellow garden,
trusting nothing but his drift,
missing all the spouts of salvation
which seep through nowhere as he sleeps.

One tick, two ticks, three ticks
would have sufficed to show him
his own delight.

But since he's asleep and can not see,
is blind to everything out of sight,
he vaporizes out of this existential plane.

Aha.
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