Wednesday 8 February 2012

Everyone is losing


Me. Don’t you get it that inch per inch, banished to my sole star, I drift! Perhaps everyone resides upon a star of their own make. It seems I have spent long enough sharing a bit of all of yours. Fitting time it was since I put together one for my own.
Lost within me, self contained I dwell upon this planet, that’s my own world. Fashioned to my wishes, fostered by hopes, cultivated with dreams – this is all mine. No foray, no assaults, no command to rule it through. I live as I may, I do as I please, I act what I would, I dream what I might…
Seated far away flickering away into the night.

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