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Apr 2022
Hold onto this
Because it’s fleeting
Grip this by the wrist
Hold onto this
Trap this feeling
In the center of being torn apart
The shards of stars forming into other parts
It’s in your nature to label
To stress and destroy everything to become stable
To force and bend the ground to be level
You may never see it but it’s been upside down
A city trapped in a ghost town
Hold onto this feeling
Remember the purr and the tremble
The color and the bright
A black hole sits and waits
To retranslate and forget this site
Point your chin to the stars
Because what seems so far
Is breathing down your neck
The floor beneath is shifting and scheming
Ear drums bursting
Atoms are floating
Flaking away like skin cells in the light
Hold on to this
Because it’s mist
It’s chess
It’s gone
Lance L Shepherd
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Lance L Shepherd  35/M
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