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Jun 2016
The road leads into a cascading sky
Surrounded by the echo of
Shattered realities
And buried deep under the asphalt
Is a world we rarely see

Touch the soil and feel its grit
Let it grind away your facade
The world of illusions
Ghost huddling in mass and trapped
In haunted seclusion

Dig a staircase to reach the center
And enter the aging earth
Counting the remains of past dreams
As you descend
Into the world rarely seen

There you will find in plain sight
All life that was and will be
Finding love and serenity
Knowing here, there's no room
For dreams of infinity
Michael Blonski
Written by
Michael Blonski  California
(California)   
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