Churning in the basement of my mind,
I fall down the steps, into the sand,
the mother calls out for me, I am silent
I turn to see who is next to me, the church bell is ringing
"Time and time again, we meet here", he said
"The days just keep getting shorter."
I follow the lizard through the door
He leads me into the 4 dimension
floating common consciousness
I wait for your voice
to say, "It's okay."
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