Within this once empty space
Is where my soul, I place
This paper is my once smiling face
Fading daily, till gone from all grace
The only pristine paradise
I seek in the afterlife
Is eternity in a poetic device
So ink and blood I splice
The heart is also combined
And connected to a rhyme
The vocabulary along the spine
Is my essence visibly defined
Yet, even after every inch that has been revealed
There still remain more concepts concealed
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