I write of life no more on this earthly horizon,
preferring to escape to a heavenly oasis set up
from birth and instilled within my mind.
Silently talking, rearranging metaphors and
adjectives to suit my fanciful desires.
Cogitating alone, thinking on a plateau above
every other, while living in a hopeless state of
reveries forever.
(4: 27 p.m. - 11/17/08)
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