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this body of mine is always coming in and out of reality
floating, light, delicate
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disappearing in the light yet clinging to the darkness
when i came here to the city, it took me by the arms in a swift embrace
in turn i offer myself to the city taking pieces of myself to create
beautiful mountains to see when looking at only stars gets boring
my body in changing shape
creates light
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and opens portals
i am not the what appears at
the end of the road
i am the way
come to me
walk in me
breathe in me
never leave me
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