My Vision of percision
the place i feel is fair i know
in my heart its the best for me
i have to be patient to see indeed.
the air was tight. it was so hard to breath
i had to cure my own disease
infested with Mars
enjoying the light, this is my flight
for the first time i actually fell. i will never
kiss and tell.
alone only to grow so ill put my thoughts into a flow
the weather changes the leaves turn white
time will pass
will you rise
have to be honest with myself
its hard, but i must lay out my cards
understanding the wisdom
it all happens for one reason
to rise up purified and one of the inhabitants
of the Sublime Everafter
a dreamweaver
with a high fever
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