Photog by Peter Vidani
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WHat Do I caLL this??

Your brain has been searching
all shall be free
inside your brain for your brain
who is he to see
trying so desperately to erase
value, worth,
the stains left by past expeditions
in anything /
blind as the last
all the 2nd hand visions
that dimmed
light / the 3rd hand limits
tell me,
who has locked away you,
to understanding?
It is the dawn of the
newest man
to find the key to
sunsets strained by nervous
descents into darkness
It is the morning of
the beautiful,
tides have grown and
fallen silently
knowing their noise
could cause an uproar
of once faded crescents
building to the sky
mind has been finding
your mind inside your mind
now it’s tired
knowing there’s nothing to find
except time,
set you free, we shall love
for eternity, you my greatest,
my sweet discovery /