End of Day

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The clouds grow dimmer,
The sun faded, inner -
Into the horizon.
Juice on my hand, asking where do I go,
I'm faded, I'm numb,
Off the the mist,
I can't feel my face.
Hope what I'm sipping is not laced.
The pale moon rising,
Setting itself into the scene,
It's the night, time to commit sins.

I'm headed south,
Where the dessert is,
With the cactus house.
The moon ship.
With each minute, I get a sip,
Of reality, drowned in euphoria.
Counting down hours, almost insomnia.
I love to be this -
New person, so I'm off the chills,
With a cap, in the hills,
Don't question my existence,
I'm just an imagination.
I move like a breeze,
Slowly, up the hill,
Taking off.

I'm lost in the stars,
Bathed in the light,
Tuned into the frequency,
Of curiosity.
Smooth flow with viscosity,
That's my monstrosity.
I'm a beast in the galaxy,
Seven seas of stars is what I see,
This is what I should be;
An astronaut.
I'm floating through time;
And life itself,
Writting my new reality,
Changing the channel.

I'm past the milky way,
Deep into the galaxy, too far away,
What can I say ?
I am the traveller,
I explore, words are my journal.
Through the journey,
At the end of day,
Hope I won't die,
Looking up the stars.

I'm off the ground,
I'm off to a new place.
I'm off to my happiness.

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