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Thoughts loop in the past
orbiting back to land here
in my woven net.
Painting a mindscape
Past blue seas and hills to climb
In my thoughtful mind.
Countless to stand still
in cold water that rises
still we are unknown.
A future’s bright light
overexposed realism
a mere black and white.
For billions of years
rocks whether slowly away
after our last breath.
I don’t know from where
the travelers journey ends
maybe it did here.
At low tide I walk
the horizon stretches out
and stays far away.
This water lies still
holding bubbles in the air
as if nothing was.
Undefined image
when a deceitful mind gaze
staring in at you.
I lay down in grass
turn fulfilled and sensations
smells and memories.
