Actually,
I breath fire through my mastery.
Has to be
more to me
than what other's see -
than what I believe.
Frantically,
I go along with new hyotheses,
create mind scapes to counter these
memories,
building like brick on scafolding
until plunge breaks restless ease
and easy beliefs.
Breathlessly,
I live out submersed reality,
swimming above tyranny
of past, future needs.
I got a grip on water litling
like the image of always been.
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