Showed up again
Just to break me out of the systems
The one omnipresence no one can deny
I see the strangest things in the clouds
Think of the universe and the best game of phone anywhere
This one is only mine, this moment this memory
Through some magical mystical thing I looked up just in time to see before the clouds change shape
That instant.
Somehow I always listen to that one
Look up at the sky.
Looking up helps me forget everything that’s happening down here
Up here
Over here
Whatever here is.
Continuing down the same dead end road with the power of whatever it is the universe gave
To make this.
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