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: : : <<<-------< Black <-----------------((o))-----------------> Arrows >------->>> : : :
Before the birth of Will
breath l e s s
feet on ground
listening
voice l e s s
dreaming of falling
dreaming upon
cremation grounds
with feet hanging from clouds
and head deep, in earth
waves upon the earths crust
break the trust - don’t break the trust
find me - lose me
like waves upon the earths crust
breathe
dream l e s s
hands deep in Sky
bottom l e s s
singing of crawling
crawling into
the sounds
with hands deep, into an organ cavity
of feeling
and eyes rolling
back
now song l e s s
silenced
with a core spinning
breathing
within
the soundless dreaming
before the birth of Will. . .
in s t i l l n e s s .
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