In A Place Like Nowhere Else

August 2, 2010
There`s a place I stay in:
In my head. It`s like a cloud
In fact, it is one

It`s like you`re on it;
Riding on it. The type seen
On a windy day.

Laying there, feeling
Like you`re nothing, nobody
On a grassy hill.

Looking down below
The world. Dreaming whatever,
Forming what I will

Watching as time flies
My poetry in motion
Then time standing still

Flying high above the world
A place, nowhere else

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