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waiting to be

for that moment
that place
the escape that is enabled

shamelessly me
enshrined in a smile

because of it

the music
the loop
the levity that i hold dearly as it is where i find my joy

dancing
alone
within
masked by the beat
lucid to the eternal

because i can be lost
within myself among the noise
my own being that reaches for a happiness that drapes time

to forget for me is to hold close

time

moment

visions of the joy passed and the future that lay ahead

only alive will i feel this passion

awakening
forgiving

i shall always be

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