Taken in stride beside the aspects of life, totally
engaged in levels of pride outside the perspectives
of reality.
Forever delving into pyres of memories, setting them
ablaze, tearing them from fantasy's shelf, turning
without, images from within.
Tickling edges of mirth, forever climbing onto tiers
of subliminal reality.
Hitting ivory, battling tones into the atmosphere,
turning life inside to classical tunes of sadness and recompense, no longer fearing the ending of the years
on earth.
Diving swiftly into pools of eternity, splashing no
one, being totally immersed into oblivion.
Finding new shores with different horizons in other
lives.
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