In a day far away
2034 means more of nothing
Little flies in my head night and day
Bugging me to get in gear diving
Nothing worse than imagination
Let the old hot-air balloon fly
This distant cycle within my fear of
motion
In the confine of my emotion space high
Counting hours before dawn
Tick tack tick tack
I fought against all odds a yawn
Her beauty wasn't in my back
Climbing mountains over the rainbow
I basked in the seconds of love
Do i need to recall bowing out the dove
I let my mind follow her sorrow
She was my unique goal
My precious bridge to sanctity
I cancelled all the sagged souls in my
household
To get the final touch of my fear with
no dignity
Death
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