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Strong force

fields of desire of growing people are all around us
when I close my eyes I fly with wings of soft blue
skin trough the universe of my mind.

I am not sure of it was a dream or a vision
anyway, it was the most powerful forces I ever met.

the whole time I was afraid but I was
clearly strong enough to get trough
after that, I felt more free than ever before.

after all the time I still can feel the fever
from that old dream, as a fire that keeps on burning
in here. Its just nothing I can do about it.


jacob kleve


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