Lazy Viewpoint

From my roof I can see the moon sink into the concrete jungle of dreams and the sun rise from the ocean of forgotten hopes. I reminisce brighter & younger times as I feel the sometimes blissful winds softly pushing against my face and see the energizing colors of the wind invigorating everything it flows over. Take me to a time where stepping on cracks didn’t leave me in a different dimension where I can only see a glimpse of actuality because my former reality is trapped in the confinement of glass prisons. I’d step over all the cracks of the universe for I can spare the support beams of humanity and watch as mankind push against it’s sins and fearlessly watch as their world crumble down all around them filling the cracks we carefully avoid.

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