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Harvest,
Harvest,
Harvest me
I am yours
to take

Should you desire me
I am yours to
the end
Our paths entwined
to the
end

The ship sails
on the ocean
as
though not there
no trace, no wake
It glides as a
feather
To its destination

The destination
is real?
I captain the ship
around the depths
of
mind and body
searching for
myself

The familiar face of dawn
as the sun
creeps
into my domain
It bleeds onto the

horizon spreading its
wakefulness into
my
conciousness.

It leaks, It leaks
Spilling
away
my life, a drop at a time
I wish it was not
so

I yearn for another day,
A day when all
is well
and my minds eye realized