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The becoming

ForTheRush

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Location
Under some Patio
I close my eyes to bridge the divide
Internal lurking causing external jerking
Give in and let it ride
Through corridors I slide

plunging

Corridors open to chambers
Before me I see
Answers staring back
Embodiments of thought
Mortality revealed

Wary at first
I learn to adjust
To a life let go
No longer holding on
I plummet the abyss

Forgetting

Feelings desert me
Numb to the core
I cease to exist
But still an awareness
With no home

I roam galaxies
Searching
I zero in
Grasping
Through it all

Becoming
 
a very interesting way of looking at something, theres almost a feeling of out of control falling here, perhaps a hidden anxiety to the becoming?
 
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