Dizzy Spells

September 24, 2008
In days of lies, we seem to see the thoughts of truth, intaking desperate dreams while soaring to different realities, slipping from this wishful place to the least of the stories.
At the end was something more and another was laughing. This is beautiful, this is home, this is where Heaven sits so alone. Knocking wakes the sleeping, but this is the last dream and I see no more weeping.

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