Plastic images strewn across the breath of my past
Flashes insight above my chest
Which places the energy you helped create
Down a delightful flight to another space
Sunsets flourish as they climb higher up the steps
Shining so bright it bleeds an orange mess
Cross forth my friend lets relate our images – our memories
Let’s trade – let’s allow our experiences to mold and to shape
This new existence we can share
This life we’ve been waiting to prepare.
Soon enough we will transcend this earthly plane, we must
To return to the source to live in ecstasy for eternity to reign.
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