Cease(working title...)
The countdown has begun
Three, two, one…
Lift off, straight up towards
The quiet gap
Where feelings sink and souls float
Where I slow dance with the moon
In a constellation of fruit flies
Weightless, useless
If I were to cease
I will return, next time
it rains
For I am not a dusty skeleton
I'm the grey cloud from
your dreams
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Posted Jul 22, 2022, 1:49 PM UTC
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