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Virtual future visions

Virtual future visions;
dreamt of in a past,

Synchronized dreaming, often enough I can see others thoughts and speak

Often nough dreams are visions that are come to pass,

Leaving me in awe, always in awe,

And like a vine, the system spreads,

Swallowing whole its architects and one out of every four,

Rising up,

The wild City Vines of their system,

¼ the trees, waters and life, the hunters are out searching…

Waters risen in massive tides, coming from the west over Arizona mountains,

volcanic eruptions seen from every mountain range, flowing hot metals of magma and iron,

And looking up, the sky had died, and burnt flesh,

I had to cry that day, today, how I hated every breathe taken in next

Its pure hell drinking and breathing in,

The poison an burn,

Separated and can’t find my way home,

Disappear as a memory smoked, and built out of part ash,

In and for all those years,

I will not ever grow old,

Coming down, I had to cry that day,

Just hasn’t happened yet in our particle of space
Written by deadwolf
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