there is this place
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i go
where no one follows
not even you
a treasure
that i keep for only me
this place is mine
that part of me i keep
for talks with God
and souls
there is this place
i go
you can see it in my eyes
far away
as if the stars had lassoed
my soul
and tied a bow around it
for a heartbeat of time
there is this place
of cloudy gray days
and windy striped branches
electrical storms
and daffodils in snow
orange rain
that falls west to east
sideways
like my decisions
regarding nothing
in particular
that always seem earth shattering
during tears of sadness
or joy
a place
not even you can enter
this place belongs
to
only God
and me…
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