the conditions
of life’s superstitions
come with premonitions
that shine bright light through the prisms
paradigms shiftin
the worlds changing its positions
be careful when you blink
I kinda think that you’ll miss em
what’s new to you
definitely is new to me
nothing is predictive
unlike the objective showing on the movie screens
Let me live in dreams
where my techniques
increase the peace my soul hopes that it keeps
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Author:
asrealastheycome (
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- Category: Spiritual
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