Beneath
the silhouette of the fresh inky sky,
I sat
cross legged
waiting
For time
to rewind
so that
I can go back to the place where Gravity shifts are common.
Where
the transparent walls between the conscious and subconscious
allow
dreams to have a life of their own
and
Where
the jitters and perplexity of the "Outside world"
are
seldom feared.
Where i
can still look YOU in the
eye and spark a laughter
instead
of
striking
morbid keys to hopelessly revive a muted conversation.
So I sit
cross legged
waiting
to go
back to that place
where
gravity shifts are common
and
where i feel
"weightless"
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