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Visons pt4-Alpha (Visions Eternal)
Here I find myself arrived
I can’t be dead or alive
Not much to see or to hear
One breath is one thousand years
Memories have long since past
Of where I set my soul’s heart last
Faded prints and no sequel
I’m outside good and evil
Something off in the distance
Pulls me against my wishes
So slow I don’t seem to go
Anywhere fast but I know
And I have a strange sensation
Of a mortal’s contemplation
I feel myself getting light
And everything is so very bright
poem
by
P.R. Prosper
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