All around the world was waking...I could never go back. Cuz all the walls of dreaming, they were torn wide open

Blinding

No more dreaming of the day as if death itself was undone. No more crowing like a crow for a boy, for a body in a garden. No more dreaming like ghost so in love with the mortal world.

All around the world was waking, I could never go back. Cuz all the walls of dreaming, they were torn wide open. And finally seeing that the spell was broken, and all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open. And all i was began to shake, my eyes flew open. 

Stitching at the circuit board, synapse slipping through the open door. 

Somethings

The Long Walk.

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