Feet stride at length one after the other moving objects about the atmosphere I am....
Glass smooth and see through we are....facing one another in this place to converse about things long lost in meaning turned blue and cold drifting away....then here and later.....
Red glimmerings and shimmering a forgiveness in the air, grab hold and float on.... no feet shift today....
Forever we wish this thing to be and forever it has been already... today will soon be yesterday for tomorrow is here....
Praise and thanksgiving will come then and there.....soon we all will rise seated or standing our environment will displace nonetheless..... to this reality we succumb.... and to this reality we are the loved ones.....
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