The Real Something
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sometimes you are the story
sometimes light travelled that far is not that far behind
you
sometimes you are born
from
sometimes the world turns
sitting perfectly
in the middle of air
greatest magic trick
in the world
sometimes you catch the glimpse of what and where
you are
going back to the dark
devoid of the noble void
you think
one cell on the film of the stretch of butterfly antennae
one million worlds
until our eyes last see this
until our eyes' final show
sometimes the beauty
sometimes the tree
sometimes the rock
the dirt
sand and mud
the hairs on your arm
set to routine
sometimes the silence
the nothing
sometimes
the mud
voltage, transmittors, the invisibilite
as common as the stars are we
sometimes nothing to learn
is to know everything
you are
sometimes light travelled that far is not that far behind
you
sometimes you are born
from
sometimes the world turns
sitting perfectly
in the middle of air
greatest magic trick
in the world
sometimes you catch the glimpse of what and where
you are
going back to the dark
devoid of the noble void
you think
one cell on the film of the stretch of butterfly antennae
one million worlds
until our eyes last see this
until our eyes' final show
sometimes the beauty
sometimes the tree
sometimes the rock
the dirt
sand and mud
the hairs on your arm
set to routine
sometimes the silence
the nothing
sometimes
the mud
voltage, transmittors, the invisibilite
as common as the stars are we
sometimes nothing to learn
is to know everything
you are
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thanks justam. it is kind of spacious isn't it? :P I don't know why though
you surprise me
you truly have a beautiful mind
"what a long, strange trip it's been"