The farther away the closer the feeling. The more distant the nearer.

Odd a dream of flying as they were taking off. To think it’s funny when it may just be how it is as I am.

If the weather is kind and there is time to relax, don’t forget to sleep and don’t forget to have fun.

What happens when it’s spread over a farther space and the people in between have no concept of the place?

Does it occur again where the world seems to stretch and the people seem to wake and the place seems to get

Lost in the stories that were untold.

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