I dreamt my voice was
High and crystaline
This new world
Every bit as desolate
I'll watch the birds
And place the sounds of each of them
Water
Overflow
Out into the yard
I wash my face in the grass
Wake up sweat drenched again
There is a place but I only know this
One there is a shape at the edge of my mind
Moving slowly closer
Formless unrealized formless and unrealized
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