sky’s eternal

a pinch of frost awaits my touch,

as my palm strolls through each particle waves; i feel free

as my arm caresses; i feel hazy

wondering if I’m free eternally

or is this just me living meticulously?

a pinch of light grasps my sight,

as my eye perceives my futures bright,

thoughtfully planning my freedom abroad

the view conceives me more and more.

compression feels my beats,

oppression consumes each beat,

satisfaction inhaled by two,

fulfillment equals eternally, true. 


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