No separateness

Wake up in the morning

hop in the shower of dreams

It’s like my sleep never ended

They’re what I’m seeing

 

Alive 24/7

Breathing

Scheming

On how to turn planets back

to what they were bred from

 

I gotta keep working

what I’m doing is working

I’m becoming

friends with time

and the substance beneath things,

finding home in those dreams

of mine.

 

May i keep charging forward.

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