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Jul 2021

Effortless
I am a freeform mystery
And I may never come home again

Treacherous
But I can no longer stand the waiting
Because these heavy pages will not turn themselves

Senseless
My rhythm is ridicule
But this world cannot confine me with its atmosphere

Perilous
They call me a dreamless dreamer
For beyond the sunset, I have been driven star-craving mad

Weightless
My burdens float away into deep space
But this is where my yesterdays become a crater

Ravenous
The aesthetics of the universe overtake me
And I have decided, I am never coming home again
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA)   
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