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| Thoughts Make Us...Thoughts Break Us |
Out of the spining
Out of the fire
Out of the water
Out of the air
My life is forged
Smeared with thoughts
Which imprison freedom
Splashed with rare gleams
of expectant liberty
Pounded with painful
Tears of agony
Sinking downward
Into unknown forming wings
Which slowly rise upward
Annihilating all definitions
Into mysterious oblivion
While still persistant
Hope sweats nervously in
Salt and blood-stained
Unbearable ideas
Disappointments
Fears
Disillusionment
Spinning round and round
Infused with thoughts of flight
Of phoenix possibilities
Of transcending
Of dancing millimeters
Above the despair
While the fire
And the water
And the air
Project a new earth
within a thought world
Of unending
Opportunities
Unleashing from
Default frameworks
Set in the stars themselves…
GF 12/8/2020
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