Where does the sky begin
where does the sea end
Horizon a line blurred
tears lining up eyes
The contraption of sense
taking me for a ride
Seeing I'm rainbows
where none exist
One fine day or night
or whatever the hour may be
Time untrapped
by the illusion of clocking
I will become me
unfettered by definitions
eager to define
what I need be
Incomplete
in the most
fulfilling way
there is
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