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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required So i am emerged endlessly in the sands of time as living day does not yet fade nor stray dark i find myself apart, separated from subdued sense selflessly soaking up what surrounds me; like the tamed breeze i feel beneath of what passed my feet just a slight breath ago, like slow melting snow at the foots of hills while the cricket’s hum spills as deep blue fills the air i am more aware of what moves and moves me. Street lamps now aglow perched above shrubs grown as light alone turns my skin shimmering gold like stories around fire told dancing the bold night sneaky shadows mould dark below my hovered hands and shape my write of path across these sands - just an impression imprinted as it is erased, changed forever are these passing days breathed and intrigue releases the new breath that breathes me. The swaying tops of trees have caught my eye while night’s tears of the sky cry stars still these glittered shapes fill where clouds hung high as i feel the lie that lives away from this grace i am drawn closer to this infinite intense space. Even as i smoke my burning cigarette, admire the grey haze breathed away not a day goes bye that i don’t question your all, where i don’t fall through the taunt layers of time like an old copper dime spun heads or tails a choice at the crossroads of trails walked blind here i find my life finding me... just a moment i lived in this moment a mind free.
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