Authentic Subconscious Thoughts
You’re hungry, I’m starving, I’ll eat the diamond dust that falls from the sky without warning!
What’s more alarming?
Sunlight or wildflowers?
A steady diet of eclipses is the only thing that adds to my mystical powers.
It’s twilight underneath the evergreens, and I’m having thoughts, visions of what forever means.
The feel of the wind, the kiss of the sun, the moon pours out until history's gone!
What it means to be real and what some people pretend to be.
Her voice is the only thing that matters, one world is not enough, so I’m building a ladder.
The brightest day, the darkest night, we can only make all things right!
Blinded by all the symbols and all the beautiful designs, the simple things, we don’t take the time.
That’s all she could say, as the fire goes out and the red embers float away.
Authentic, subconscious, thoughts, remember everything or remember until everything is forgotten.
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