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Jan 2015
Lifting my chest, I float from safety
An anxious excitement at the proposition of infinity
It's not a drug, it's formless, ironically.
Cheating won't let me.

I just want to let my lids relax
Let my hands fall free
Lean back into vertigo
And let the glow consume me.

Holy Grails and books of ancients
Cannot deny me because of sins
Nobody suffers except for the angels
Who will have one less friend

Of warm, still winds,
Which willows bow and bend,
The place where we go, we assume never ends.
Elysium, Nirvana, Valhalla or Heaven

To disappear isn't my wish
I want to be lifted away from mortal fear.
I just desire to feel more than this
With these few precious moments I have here
Kevin Eli
Written by
Kevin Eli  California
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