Consuming Passions

And shrinking;
Still the same size,
But different forms;
From big and blissful!
To concentrated and sad,
But all the while, so good,
It all feels so good,
Nothing compares to those moments,
And nothing can disturb,
But one,
Only one;
What treasures yet to unlock?
What dangers, also, follow?
To become Daedalus?
Please be not so


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