I might stay in this nondescript place forever
I don't recognize my face and I can't remember
How I got here
All I know is how I feel, like an animal but
Nothing's nipping at my heels
No concerns, got time to burn, we all could learn lessons
Eternally spurning reality, that's just another malady
Conveniently, there is a way to take a trip just for a day
There's something that we're all in need of
But what it is I can't be sure
Every time I find myself here
I find I don't know even more
In between the meandering seams hemispheres
Bleed and breathe freely between
Swimming in the open aperture of my mind
Perceiving one synaesthetic amalgamation
I felt it
Time was moved by giant cogs
Revolving around counter clockwise
Spiraling on wisdom truth
Gathering distance as we moved
The moment that my mind could grasp it
Passed with an omniscient flash
There's something that we're all in need of
But what it is I can't be sure
Every time I find myself here
I find I don't know even more
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