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Mar 2011
we are deep
deep into this world
we are little spirits
running around
causing mischief
the elders will get mad
we are trying new things
anything
everything
we are not going forward in time
we aren't going anywhere
these spirits
are stuck in this little dream world
we are dreamers
this is the 4th dimension
we are happy
the 4th mind is the dimension
we are happy
we are how it began
we'll always feel this way
because nothing can change in this expanse
never ending the possibilities
the turquoise tiles with various shapes cut out of them
will be arranged in never ending rows
each one with infinite stories
but ours stand out
like a sore memory
the ever flashing light
that never stops flashing
like our love
it does not cease
they assemble
they are the sun
but ours are at the middle
they power our happiness
for they are memories
the grass is neon pink
the sky is green
there we are
on the top of that water slide of emotions
we conquered those emotions
pressed
tightly
the spirits protect one another from the wind
that i love so
for it reminds me of this
we need to find these spirits
and become them
only them
they will always be there
waiting...
Written by
Shay Garner
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