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I'm in a trance-like-state of my own convictions Crying silently, in the shadows. A beautiful ray of hope Twisted beyond recognition,

I'm in a trance-like-state of my own convictions
Crying silently, in the shadows.
A beautiful ray of hope
Twisted beyond recognition,
Although I'm crawling fast
Trying to latch onto something
My dreams and visions are my reality
Craving for me to find my way home.

I'm floating, in the streets of my evolution
Entering through the doors of time.
I'm trapped in the sunshine of my being
Breathlessly close to feeling whole again
Reality bites and I'm reawakened,
Swelling with the dreams of my future truth,
Healing me...

Gordon Donaldson © 2016

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