Unhindered
I don't argue my fate
or resigned intentions,
The direction of swirls sometimes
encounters a gale...
These times are lost in a God's
sense of
seasons redacted in his loosening grip...
I cringe when standing seems sensible,
screams that saw distance in
horizons
now see it in space...
I raze effortlessly now what you see,
my vision encounters yours
and fumbles a perfect two...
I notice you,
but simply revert to
an unhindered me
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