# your wake eyes

 sleeping in a dream

and stunning as the mental theater

and driven as the lanes

and whom can sustain other as it was the finding

as it was the walking and whispers

as the glory and held as restart

in the lane and standing

beyond the winds

as it was the theater

and cold as the eyes

and echo in place

and landing in a dawn

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