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[sid] => 167104
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Lucid Waking
[time] => 2011-08-25 01:02:10
[hometext] => Dreamed up in the early morning, during the most reflective period.
[bodytext] => If only I could float adrift, through memories which I have to sift, the deepest depths of my soul were killed, Bliss and joy were heartily fulfilled. I swim into an ocean, vast and grey No difference is made if it's day. The water sings a dynamic lament Which only acts to further cement. I walk through a forest, dark and tall It makes my ego very small, The darkest and blackest and dampest night Where Earth's vast sun is a desired sight. Concrete jungle, manmade mess, Multiplies the people's distress. Awake through night, awake through day, Mortality it does not delay. I surf on beams of molten light It seems to be a successful flight. Whether or not I would clasp it tight, Depends not on if it's wrong or right. Bundled together, weak and strong, It does not matter, all along. Seize every second on a whim, Regardless of the mood it'll bring. Here is the twist, I'm willing to tell, Existence is just a passing smell, Life may seem long to you or I, We stare too long at the sky, And our flame burns out, In the blink of an eye. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 94 [topic] => 62 [informant] => JeanClaudeVanColeridge [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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