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I’m living under
a microscope
hair shaft the size
of a redwood

Before I lived in
other worlds
until pulled into
this one where my
soul feels battered
and bruised

Let me go back
to the Land of Unicorns
where realities are
woven in spiritual bliss.
This-world-reality is too
harsh. Dim the lights.
Lower the sound. Intrude
not into my essence…
so fragile
a delicate web woven
with light
hung suspended
on the twinkle
of star light.
oh, yeah….

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