There is a certain travel of time that lends itself to its
own perception
When I look into your eyes it stops the perceived to
impossible
It is lost on me as a conversation never heard yet read
Pulling me further into the rabbit hole
When I write a truly grand thing happens that is beyond critique
Although I am sure some will try as they always do
I renegade on
The commander mandates and chimes in this morning from
defecation to odor to rudeness with inclination intended
Only due to his interpretation
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