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The Cracks

And in the moments

where movements of the soul

shift the thoughts and awareness

to the cracks.. to remind

that the mind is crafting this dream,

it interprets the world and in

it's best intention,

it attempts to flatten and compress

the endless data.

Laying the symbols and memes

into stone

and since we operate in a symbolic fashion

it brings comfort to know

that reality can seem so static,

so unchanging

but the cracks...

Oh.. the cracks!

And through the cracks in the street

the seeds sprout wildly into grass

and through the cracks in the sky

the rains burst and wash the sands of

yesterday from our skin

and from the cracks in your throat

the songs of tomorrow shine in resonance

through your voice

and by the cracks in your smile

I'm reminded

of why

I love you so much

 

-Chaotic Melodic

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