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Orbiting Lost the Night
Spanish "variant"
Untie myself I should from threads surrounding, webbing me silk, silk, silk, silk the nets my labyrinths like yours, still invisible, still cottony and bedded down in blankets of dawn, velvet like doubt. My dreams are lost pathways that emanate a transparent light. Eternity is the ultimate shortcut to buy & sell abstractions. Love, faith, father, negotiating lost in invisible orbits series of sunbeams I call imagination; we tie ourselves with thick, strong cords.
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