Sitting alone, gazing at the moon
Empty silence plays a lovely tune
Limitless potential, endless possibility
Brilliance created, from dried up seas
Dismantling thought
Alone here I'm caught
Endless spirals abound
Revelling missed sounds
Left behind the shackles, free and unchained
Walking the void, myriad realities contained
Shattered perspectives, never felt so alive
Weaving the wings, that we need to survive
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