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Some kind of heaven -
August 28th 2022, 07:03 PM
Suspended in mid-air
At 500 miles per hour
Trapped in the never space.
Early risers
A different world, one without sleep
Bathed in black and filtered with monochrome
Seperate world, it wakes
Papers and cards and bags and footsteps
Footsteps, footsteps, footsteps
Push past, bend and break against
Hold it all inside
A black diamond mask, which no light pierces
Yet still splintered on the inside
Rise from the ground
Like phoenix from ashes
Yet no flame is sparked
I am still ashes
Falling down
Floating upward
Hanging in the unknown
Blue sea blue sky blue heart
As my stomach drops
I start to feel
Maybe I'll finally touch
Some kind of Heaven
It's enough to live a live with love until we die
Autism, Depression, Anxiety
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