I weave you into being, then deny your existence,
Hunt you down in the wild, my mind untamed.
Draw you near, then push you away,
In the recesses of my mind, dreams, reality lay.
A few steps together, on the path I tread,
Vanish from the course, where you lead.
Speak my thoughts aloud, yet silence prevails,
Echoes of a silent voice, in my head, its trail.
Summoning courage, I'm shattered by the riddle,
Soaring high, yet tethered to the ground a little.
Beside you, I wander, lost in contemplation,
Inside, a haven, a treasure in isolation.
Like verses etched dark on paper's embrace,
Enduring forever, with a blue-tinged grace.
Complex, beyond what may be conceived,
Simple enough for understanding to be received.
You, an everlasting mystery, I can't disentangle,
In the labyrinth of complexities, I often linger.
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