A lucid dance
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The lucid dance of thought
leads me into the unknown
a flight of fancy and make belief
I play upon it in my silence
wanting, dreaming, forgetting
myself completely
I build another personality
only to shatter the illusion
by a word, a single word
I do not speak that word
I do not write it down
to witness it in the ink of the page
I hear it in my thoughts
whispered through closed lips
so only a thought hears it
amid the lucid dance
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