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shades covering the windows

from which i look under,

mind in a blunder and its

perfectly clear

{these dreams to adhere}

no time soon will i be

away from here

shadows cast horizons never

again to be seen

wanting to know and wondering

what lies between.

constantly thinking, but still

perfectly clear

{far from near}

curiousity draws me an image

degrees of seperation

from a world so familiar,

but always this interpretation

that somewhere

away from this place called home

is a velocity of

space left to roam,

and chemically i'm drawn to

stay right where i am

but the wonder of going

and ignoring it blindly

keeps me from knowing

city lights and all the madness

i dream of these now

all the stars hanging above me

show that its out there somehow.

so i stand on this surface

and try to figure it out

in my mind, so

perfectly clear.

{away from here}

i need a good exit, to bow out

and just go

off to the real world and

away from this show

time is of essence, so precious

like adolesence

it won't stand still for me.