Really,
this was not meant to be
but boredom gave the birth
to a place
my brain will happily call hers.
Could I only see
where I was going
I would not mind letting thoughts fly
by the sprawling winds
of unconsciousness,
forever accompanied
with one, kindly referred to,
as me.
She will daze in the light
and fog unidentified,
to sing words only the silent space of breath
advantageously captures .
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