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Unhinged Flight(Must We Be Mad)

Windblown hair around my head, something tells me I'm not dead. Swallowing fireflys to light up my insides................ Tasseled shawl against the chill, taken by a darker thrill......... Leftover noises, a wanton world , chaos in a ballooning ballroom of confetti dreams. frozen fusion of the pupils, whispered passions melting mountains, a spark.......... to shatter perfect darkness, bright emerald reasons for the waking Dragon's slashing through the wisps of silence wrapped in crimson static stillness adrift in spangled space as unknown as winter, heaving lost horizons out beyond the last eliptic, Sun Seeker.......... Striking out across the cosmic sea on the streams of black hole winds A Summit of Escape! raking in a comet's tail and on beyond the spiral stars, Oh, Onyx Hearted jagged,breaking, pouring forth your coal black roses through the portals wet with grieving tearing back through time eternal to the howling end of mind. Must we be Mad?

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