I am radioed to thoughts
wavelengths of sorts
They become me
Their figments I alone can see
I dissect them in my mind
and their entrails I find
are encrusted with diamonds and pearls
And within their worlds, I swing and swirl
While my mind is motion, my lips are sealed
like a barrow, a cart without wheels
I could feel the grace of a swallow facing the gallows
but no death row can make my spirits hollow
For my soul is no toy
Its freedom is my joy
The wisdom I employ
is brave silence is never coy
The dragon is never wan
They can’t make him a man
The devil and deep sea can
keep trying every sham
Monte you are blessed to be radioed in with other realms – be aware there a re many evil a spirit that can play havoc with this ability . stay cool , stay calm stay p[peaceful
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