The Siren's song burns away the dross, for absolute love empowers absolutely - rendering all falsehoods to nothingness as the echo pulse blasts the unwashed into terminal deafness.
The title to this one should be "Fantasy". Because it leads me away and lets me believe things could be different. The poem is very short, with few words. But each one is perfectly placed and leaves a lasting impression. Terrific piece!
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