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this body of mine is always coming in and out of reality
floating, light, delicate
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
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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