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Designated space

My designated space
in this
daily haze,
I'm elevated and embracing..
harbored in the daze
designed deliberately
and relished, cherished continuously,
evaluated extensively
never to be exactly understood..

Probably for the best,
now I'm learning to rest
in the midst of extreme stress
cause I see I run the risk of losing
my shit if I let every big and little
inconvenience get the best of me.

Escaping the exhaustive cycles
and routines ruining this experience,
transcending all toxic traits
dominating the inner domain
dragging me down
 whether I realize or not,
deep in denial is where I may wind up,
deserted in the darkness
with no detection of light or love
no implication of spiritual significance
or meaning or worth,
turning cold till I was implored
to explore the worlds within
without ignoring the glaring worries
along with what hurts
 and irks me the most..
cause that's the only way through
to the truth
that you're timeless
and a divine entity
granted the gift to exist
in this form no less..

"Life's a mess
 don't stress,
 test
 of giving
so be thankful that you're livng,
 blessed."
Written by Hunterapsych (Shaman among machines)
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