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::: Flying :::

I am concerned about the well being of being well.

Sick child like I am stuck in a far off place hellish waves of concrete beneath feet sweeping, knees givin in to the depleting deconstruction of humanity.

Inhumane, the boundaries are dimmed lights at the beginning of an expensive night.

Brighter, and lighter, floating higher like feathers before free falling down under the weather, when it is cold, the temperature is below 0.

So cold but my blood boils.

Old times rewind into new time. Real life, live but not feeling too alive.
Stupid surrounding you but the problem is the construction and consumption is based on the surroundings.

Circumstantial at best trying to get better.

Try trying to live life and breathe free or keep trying,
Fail to acknowledge those who you surround yourself with,
All eyes on you, the crew is now surrounding you leaving you speechless.
If there grows suspicion of foul play, eliminate other players.

Written by: ~ Gor-Jus