Beyond the world I create for myself, is another.

A multitude of verses that all do sing their own song's.

Hoping, praying, that others would listen to their verses.

In an opaque way they are all prisioner's to their own imiginations, but they all have the same goal.

To break free,

and embrace one another.

Whether in violence or love, an apifiny must be caught in order for it to shine out,

and break free the captive entrapped in their own imigination's

apon the distant star light do our dreams, but drift along in purgatory, waiting the day when they can embrace their once one master's.

the clarity of such a dream is so far away, yet as close as your own hand. You only need reach out and grab it, and never let go.