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In my sleep I will dream of unborn Realities But now I have woken Though am I still asleep? I am wrong placed This expected place Unexpected Someone has taken my body And I am in theirs I am attached To this experience In a most disconnected manner We ancient beings Travelling within fleshy physicalities Are novices Wading through miasmic soup Holding our breath Plunging for meaning Nothing but ambulant meanderers Rays of energy Pass unnoticed Through our cartilaginous joints And groaning sinews As fellow bipedals Led by hemispheric glossities March army like Into diurnal rhythmicals Heart warmth Lifts deep dungeon dwellers From their plight And sweet juices of hope berries Revitalise the old This is the Eden foundry This, an altered nirvana This but a displaced unreality Is our temporary Habitat Our strange Fangled Home
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
Where am I
In my sleep I will dream of unborn Realities But now I have woken Though am I still asleep? I am wrong placed This expected place Unexpected Someone has taken my body And I am in theirs I am attached To this experience In a most disconnected manner We ancient beings Travelling within fleshy physicalities Are novices Wading through miasmic soup Holding our breath Plunging for meaning Nothing but ambulant meanderers Rays of energy Pass unnoticed Through our cartilaginous joints And groaning sinews As fellow bipedals Led by hemispheric glossities March army like Into diurnal rhythmicals Heart warmth Lifts deep dungeon dwellers From their plight And sweet juices of hope berries Revitalise the old This is the Eden foundry This, an altered nirvana This but a displaced unreality Is our temporary Habitat Our strange Fangled Home
27th April 2016
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
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