Treacherous
What is happening the sky is black?
The hills are alive.
I am flying across the plains.
I fly faster than ever.
I am rolling now.
I am in fusion with another being.
I am dreaming.
No I am not dreaming.
It seems so real.
It is indescribable
Smooth sailing to the never world.
If this is heaven I have reached my arrival.
It is like Hell never existed.
What is the Harshness of life?
Never will you understand.
Please never let me go.
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