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NO ESCAPE POD
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SOME FOOL ON A HIGH HORSE
I found a dream that I could not forsake. It became the center of my life. It was the focus that I could never lose. It remained inside me gnawing away at my soul. It ate little pieces of my heart and soul for breakfast. It whispered commands in my ear and exacted savage discipline for insubordination. It came down on me swift and hard. It held me as POW for years on end. There was no escape pod. I was left stranded in this dream. There is nothing else that penetrate the core. It nibbles on my flesh and drinks my blood.
Remains on my mind
It’s never letting me rest
stranded in a dream
