Nothing is real
You're a memory
Love oozing out of me
Drawn to the place of need
Sink into the ground
Become dismantled
Leave the mind
Feel the depth of who you are
Nothing is real
Smile appears
Open every pore
Let the wind take over
Fingers of working hands
Tracing the edge
Put down your guard
Facing the orange sun
Nothing is real
You're a dream
White horse gallops by
Veiled design
Take me to shore
Of the one that's sure
With the spiral flow
Lit up in full glow
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