I imagine long walks down the road. things begin to bloom and the sky explodes.
The damage is undone, and then I know. this has got to be a dream. machines and
Luxuries don’t last. I took my sleep for granted in the past. and I woke up
Half-dead in the hourglass. why does that sound funny? wait, you’re almost
There it’s gone. you’re almost there it’s gone. you’re almost where what
Follows you, does not bother you. I have walked the tightrope parts of me. i
Towed the line just far enough to see. I never found a gift you get for free.
You pay for them dearly. I see my forever as one long night. if I can make it
Dark then I can make it light. I know that most of living done is done in the
Mind. only thought survives. are you tired? are you uninspired? has the
Miscommunication tried to eat you up inside. I am here, and you are here. and
Everything I want to know. sleeps between your ears.
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