still paused and flowing slowly...
...with the vibrations unseen
and the busted perceptions of a lucid daydream.
willful thoughts, old and moldy...
...in a mined basement, come clean
while a trusted connection spun a musical crazy scene.
it's hot but cold and lonely...
...kissed by my angels under wings
until those muddy collections uncovered a hazy sea.
wishes got bold for only...
...a second or two...
who would've guessed it could move?
the simplest gift was lifted once or twice...
for only a second or two
-TraveleR-
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