I'm not satisfied with the surface
I'm scratching at the depths of purpose
I can't stand half baked service
Or watered down wordsHowever deep
The sea has a bottom
However high
The sky isn't the topmost
And yet my liberties
Are defined in this bottle
Sealed from..
The uninhabitable MORESo by the sands I may be but a single grain
Like all the rest..
Destined to be washed away
But as the night differs from the day
I'm among them but I..
Am
Not
As
TheyI'm an Ant in possession of the Sun
A shallow heart dipped in His love
And I may not know yet what I'll become
But I'm at the end where it's begun
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Lucid Dreams
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