Water

Early morning purple sky,
invisible to the naked eye
Starts to assimulate this real estate,
Minds creating as they grind
Not seeing behind the thoughts that bind
As they dont find, become blind and slow
They mis the crow that steals the showing
Ducked, making a snowball and not throwing
Feeding a place in this maze of consciousness haze
What is it you embrace?
As background sound nums the bumps and bounces up and
down to pound
round and bound untill there is no sound at all
making you very small and tall,
as the ball keeps strolling around without a sound bound to ground
and there was no sound

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