High space

Ill just close my eyelids tonight.

Remember my world, return to my space

Remind myself I’ve stopped giving matter a while ago

And to step backwards even in the slightest

Means a certain death from the gods

It’s no longer my life

And my reflection no longer resembles you

Holding my tongue through these lessons and blessins

Now higher, wiser

Effortlessly creating new life

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