I go to this ancient library... so far away.. yet so near...I slip into it, sometimes roller-skate to it.. a magical land where no one can reach me.. even if they tried. It opens up my othe- worldly senses...slams shut the earthly hued one... for it has no use there... all because I flit, I float, I jump, I laze in my constant continuum...
It's fiery tints leave me breathless, all around me they are... ooooohhh! loook at that... I'm in it.. I'm outside... all at once.. I relive all the moments to be, not to be and yet to be... It's like my road to paradise, my own very road...to the burrow where I feel safe, warm and that cup of mocha always there....
It's oddly disorienting. I struggle as I'm dragged... I DON'T WANNA, HEAR ME OUT... Aaaaaaah...
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