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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Under a sun scorched sky, I stood on the dust of your shores. Before opening my eye, to the wonder of your worlds. Without perceiving the temple I had entered to worship, to your altar, I pedaled, pleading case with trembled lip. An apparition, desperately drifting. Encircled streets, city's nightscape. Your tangible soul tittilating, escaping. Another dystopia loneliness can't escape. Two nights, face pressed against glass. A bordertown trapped in a globe of snow. Society, thought kindred, destined to pass. A weary seeker, yearning to be known. Hope's candle, dwindling sliver of flame. Dying of thirst, trapped in a well. A treasure hunt with nothing to claim. Plugged into electric dimension, no battery cell. I sat alone, amongst the art, and surrendered a grand sigh. Designed to live a life, apart. No community wagon drawn nigh. And then a camel broke his back. As it snapped, I took the straw..... ....and sucked Burning Man's marrow dry. I didn't request respect. It was spoken. I didn't beg for love. It was freely given. I didn't see me as that bereft and broken. So much imposed, self hate, unforgiven. I screamed as we gathered to burn the token. I wept deeply as my entire being was woken. The pantheon I saw no longer exists. The lessons learned are eternal. I know where my true home subsists. From my internal castle to your external. I didn't come back as a different man. I just jumped the track. Freedom has no plan. I don't even need the desert. I burn with every word. I'm rusted forever, with playa dirt, no matter where I'm at in default world. -Angel Fatale-
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