So here it goes.
It begins where It all gathers.
The element of my being.
The element of my being.
Away from everyone else.
A clear depiction of what is to come.
I have control.
A bright voice calling my name.
Into the moon I vanish.
Into the moon I vanish.
What seems like years turns only a day.
Through the corner of an eye I stood in front of myself.
This surrealism of life.
Not a dream but certainly my waking life.
As if my waking wife.
Not a dream but certainly my waking life.
As if my waking wife.
A path to take on.
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