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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