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Oct 05, 2005 08:13

Cacoon
Open thy Third Eye. Don't let our only link die.
It's all we have left to the base of communications.
Is it in me? Is it in you?
To let our bodies go.
Free the Mind.
Let us peel the skin, shed it's physical casing.
Open thy Third Eye & greet those waiting.
No such thing as obsession, just perfection.
Let us Clasp & Hold eachothers hands.
We laugh as if we'll be here together.
We laugh as if none of this matters.
We laugh as our pulse becomes outstanding.
Escalating with sincere intention
The Caterpillar that is I, goes into its state
& Hatches as a butterfly that can do what was previously
unimagineable.

And that is Dying.
m L d.
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