Tiny specks of squares through a vision of 3-d
                              Crystal rainbow spectrums
                           Sounds are too clear and loud
                   Birds flapping wings and crickets chirping
                                Hearing a jet in the sky
                   I can even hear the hum of the stars
                          To me they are whispering
                              They sound familiar
                   Tripping so hard I cannot even blink
                    I play a song, think of life, dream of death
                    Falling off cliffs, eyes squeezed shut
                         To find I never closed them
                    Open wide to scream to only whisper
                     Clouds surround me like a whirlwind
                     It cannot harm you,remember its pretend
                     Threads of my invisible dreams roll into one.
                                          I'm done.

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