I’m in love with writing My mind drifts off a runaway from Earth Slip into somewhere, another dimension where existence is tranquil or bittersweet That’s the balance, I think Here, I’m an operator of a space floor twisting stars into souls shot across the universe to sail on or simply exist inside endless nothing Dip my hand inside take a sphere — no one’s looking for this watery one I’ll do what I want with it… You know what I mean, writing fiction I’m not a fiend.
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