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Going up and up to the skies and seeing the beauty that is real and shattering to all my senses
Up here is where I can see, breathe, and identify my brain's tremors, shocks and motorized calculations.
I see down, and I see the herds, the machines, the pitied, the blind leading the blind, the limitations of brain waves.
Their smiles are pure and easy and simple. The pleasure from what is created by man and played out in front of you like wolves feasting on lambs
I envy your happy places and faces. Up here is where I need to be, no doubt
I have to push beyond the realms of my universal mind and thoughts and quasi-process
Setting fee, chains unlinked, I envy you there, but I must be here.
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michelle stuart
Just a girl with a head full of dreams
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