Splitting

We bathe in the moonlight 

Silhouettes in eyes

Engaging the surreal 

Splitting open our minds

Fact fused to fiction

All truths and all lies

In the near and the distant

Without seconds of time

Encased within nothing 

Are we divine 

Surreal is the dreamtime 

Escaping the mind.

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◄ Feral Man

The Pinnacle of it all ►

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