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Upon the dense grey gravel rolls a small lazy ball

Through the picket fence are eyes that watch it all

Merging above the peak of the roof are swirling clouds

Behind them is energy that continues to shine

A patch in the grass reveals it's death

As sprinklers miss it's spot once again 

My footsteps take over everyother ambiance that surrounds my form

Selfish

Blue stokes of lightning recede from the sides of my head 

as my eyes close all I see is red

Moments of freshness is blanketed by dread

Worry and grief

And a deep deep presence of disbelief

Secondary glances to the smoke like fortress up above leaves me aspiring to achieve nothing less than love

As grounded as a mountain in the background is an astounding feeling

Yet it feels it's all me so I round it returning to once again yearning

The worst pain imaginable is forgetting who you are

limiting yourself to a shard from the incomplete mirror

Returning once again to the abode where fear lurks.