...unaware
meditation immersed and single... No necklace to the border shall drag me to the shore Silence unobtrusive wordless upon the waves If Time is my escape I will be caught again ...some day Mirrors be my prison the Wardens speak to tell ...a cross, a tree, a star or a moon or a river ...this is my choice ...I am to be... ...Toffears
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