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Vividly imagined , like the soft tip of a lost kiss up above the diamond light where something soft and whites a ceiling. I can turn around in mid-air horizontally and look down, while my body sits and types. Ive spent my life learning to do this. When the mind enters the body and the body steps outside, Im on the ground again. The heartbreak is my downfall. I dont chase love, but I met her, and Im trapped here, sleeping in the soft white ceiling. I can come down but I cant clock in again unless they send her back to me. Find some excuse. Tell her I passed their test. Im Mr. Lightning.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 05:43:01 +0000

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