driven by a miracle
ray of sun
life has meaning
One feels lively once again
Before spirit entered flesh
before conception flashed
the future wrote
such a beautiful tale
tunnel of a life
many trails and tracks
a few taken and explored
the irresponsible pioneer
abandoning the baggage
and safe cling illusions
The pale cushion skin of baby
to the leathered and worn skin
We walk across destiny as trespassers
shameless and uneven
yet keen to mine the valuable metals
under the unreal ground we prop ourselves up on
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