double hit, BI

where do you go

when your life feels like its

past it's one life's chapter

Other than deeper into the truth,

this is the only page I'm after. The place that

exists in the arms and sweet hands of Men. Which only

the viewer and the dreamer can see it, and see it that exists

until the end. Because the dreamer and the viewer is the thing,

undoubtedly that is needed in the life above all Else. The one who can see

things on higher landings and trajectories, things as one extension

of the Self. Too much and far too much of this piece, passion, lost in

the ether of being and almost all at once. Has to be a reason, for which

come of us make Peace, the only thing for which we sustain the Hunt.

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