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Slipping through the invisable barrier

And proceeding through murky oblivion

I embarke on my journey

There is a battlefield

Faught on horseback

Remarkably in our time

There is a gathering

Strikingly familiar

Of summertime glee

Entertaining and audience by being

There is an outing with friends

And here through booze soaked obscurity

The sobering sight of mockery and hatred

Jolts me elsewhere

To a relaxing evening with another

Comfotable in our comraderie

When again I hear of betrayal

Forward again

To a place more comfortable

Surrounded only by nature

I swim the race

And I bask in the summer sun

I am watching a movie and debating theme

I am sleeping with open eyes

Looking accross at those whom once I valued

I am sitting atop a hill watching the sun go down

I am wandering the halls without my hands

I am thinking "Wake me up

Break the spell of sleep"

But of course they don't