The unwind the decompress the letting go the relax
I am witness to it all as I seem to drop to pieces as
Peace fills my spaces my time my states my senses
And I try to access, to articulate , too ,before too late
As time flies and thoughts appear in bite-size morsels
That are absorbed one way or another by me if I am
And act quick enough to them jot down somewhere
Somehow to them later if possible return to pick them
Up where I them once did them begin to notice and absorb
Into myself to them hope to develop ,envelope, to eat, drink
Sniff, snort, hear , touch , feel strongly and often so faintly,
That is my and our lot,nwe do what we can , great stars ,mart
Start !
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