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I just reached a point where I've reached the point I need to point out to you
Can you see it through the smoke and haze?
Can you taste it's subtle aroma?
It's that place where life tastes good again
Though not as sweet as youth flavor
I just arrived at a place where my arrival makes this place the place
Can you feel it through the fog?
Can you run your hand across it's smooth?
And gently probe along it's edge
It rubs against gentle carelessness
I just jumped over a jump that was jumping to confusions
Not really here nor able to hear
The sound of footsteps landing
After flying through my hoops and dreams
Sorted in chronological ardor
I just wrote that I just wrote what I wrote about in secret dreams
Flowing from past memory reassembled
New place old dream different characters
Always ending in that place I pointed to
When once again I reach that point.
7:51 PM
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