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Reality

Slowly I lose focus

Seamlessly I slip

My mind a windowpane for

Drops of thought to drip as I

Drift away from and return into

This sensual body

By time is measured

The lines blur, the strings dance

A moment in forever

I follow my subconscious stream

Into what may only seem to be

Some long forgotten

Dream

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Jan 5, 2023
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