1251
above all
we are already nowhere 
time is to come and elapsed
carry it like small change 
and never know what clock 
stars are painted 
seas all tug 
turn the world to where we wish 
half way home, up in the air 
how sleeplessly we dream 
at what pace
propel and parachute 
or fall 
sun up again 
and with us now  
we are already nowhere 
come for love 
remember so we’re here 
we’re home 
some days cannot be called so 
but wordlessly we rise, go down
think we must have dreamt so far 
how dreamlessly we sleep! 
it’s an act of will to be gone 
shutters are up for landing 
 
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