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Come Back
Come back ...To the moment
When you knew who you were
How Reality moved before you as an ocean
Where Time Clustered Possibilities
And you were a flower
Born upon the Breath
Of the Present
For Life is hiding behind these timesBehind the sick joke routine of sympathy and truth
Where Communion babbles in the dark
And Love laughs from the neon-lit facade
At you – the fool who wants it all
The Prize to stay alive
So why stay …
Where angels cannot rest
Why listen to the line
It is not yours
Why believe the unreal
When Reality washes away
Inside floods of fears
Murmurs to you
In the moment
Come back … Come back
To the Real You.
MB
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