Chasing
down visions
A
corruption of the will
Fantastical
dreams
The
impossible
Taking
flight like Superman
Like
a falling star
We
dance with spirits
Across
the surface of the sun
Oblivion
comes
While
we are dreaming
Following
the fanciful
Becoming
nothing.
Cinders
in the sun
A
confluence of photons
Streaming
into space
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