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An Endless Dream

One light goes
Another simmers in
Walls crumble down silently
Floors cave in continuously
A door to a new world unfolds.

Dark and lonely this world begins
Lines and paint can birth anything.
This becomes the artist perfect slate
Since pen and brushes need not hands
An endless beauty of art to make.

Legs freely wonder without lands
So one can go any far-away land
Time doesn’t count 
Cos clocks can’t be found.

There is no now in this place
Now shifts without end on the other side.
The world which dates how long it all takes.
The world which only you can’t see.
The world were one is tagged by his size.

Two worlds all flesh gets to live in.
One world all flesh sees the same thing.
Wake up from that endless dream.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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