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Drifting Through Time

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Drifting through time
on a dream and through a nebula
All of the stars
And galaxies burn so brilliantly
So beautiful, so wonderous
I can't believe what I'm seeing
I can't catch my breath
From shock and from wonderment
and from something else, something worse
I'm hot and I'm cold
short of breath feeling old
head is hurting
body is aching
blackness surrounds
lights burning down
Then all I see
and all that's left
the only thing that remains
is black





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