One Night Hope
To whom it may concern
And to whom it may begin
Time is the distance of our line
The attitude we carry flashes
And how the light shines, varies
Can you feel what I feel?
It is swarming my existence
White lies are followed by bits of honesty.
I can’t relay this information
I cannot write it down for you
The world is unable to contain and hold
What may be the truth.
Stems of imagination issue all.
No manipulation can occur
Yet we certainly attempt to play master
In a place where I can scream alone
I can offer all in full
But whatever the ends are
You are unable to handle
Where I play a front that you recognize
I am able to enter the realm.
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