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Nov 2020
Stephan W

Muse-induced,  I slip
into a dreamstate--

                      I am floating.

Third-heaven bound,  I am
caught up into  a
galaxy-pull,  cloud hidden
I am bent around objects--
    the very empirical nature  of
    light itself,
drawn into an orbit  that,
always mine--  had
    been waiting for me all along

                          I am home now--


                   Away from this pain
           Away from  death's  stain
  ..away from all of my inabilities



I am alive
I am awake to the trials
and confusion we create
There are times when I feel
the way we're about to break
when there's too much to say

We are home now
out of our heads
out of our minds
out of this world

out of this time
out of this time

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